indifferent
looking out for the cute kid at my arm's length,looking out for that little birdie who hop along the road,
looking out for that wind that blows the tree whose branches sway towards the direction,
looking out for that bug that might hang on to its dear life on a leaf,
looking out for whatever that nature brings me,
looking out... ... for that little something more to warm my heart once more.
posted by Melanista @ Friday, May 30, 2008
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