tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751850602006071202.post536019319117269061..comments2024-02-19T20:45:03.110-05:00Comments on Red Mug, Blue Linen : If you're awake, how come you don't already have your feet on?Laurenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17972899387484460347noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751850602006071202.post-60302726459389139642012-11-25T13:41:03.762-05:002012-11-25T13:41:03.762-05:00Some information comes as a kind of instruction, a...Some information comes as a kind of instruction, and I know better than to wish to instruct you in anything - and certainly not, in having any obligation to write. You know, he loved you, Tassos, with his pure-black eyes.Laurenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17972899387484460347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4751850602006071202.post-20748090776215892002012-11-25T13:17:53.766-05:002012-11-25T13:17:53.766-05:00I didn't know...
Can't write because my ey...I didn't know...<br />Can't write because my eyes are wet <br />and because I do not know what to write<br />I am so sorry<br /><br />Tassoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17260499348865779208noreply@blogger.com