the word cage
Akron's finest poetry and garbage.
14 March 2012
To the wind.
If loving this weather is wrong, then let me be wrong.
Let me be double-wrong.
It's spring break, and it's glorious, and there is a lot of peace on my earth.
Like with the good weather, I'm almost afraid to say it, but will say it anyway.
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