"...But to me the darkness was red-gold and crocus-coloured,
With your brightness,
And the words you whispered to me,
Sprang up and flamed—orange torches against the rain.
Torches against the wall of cool, silver rain!" ---Summer Rain, Amy Lowell
Well, one looks pretty comfortable, and the other one *probably* is comfortable. We just don't understand because we're not flexible little 4-5 year olds. XD
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That is painful to look at (for me) but awesome.
Well, one looks pretty comfortable, and the other one *probably* is comfortable. We just don't understand because we're not flexible little 4-5 year olds. XD
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