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#     Messenger
Monday, September 11th, 2006

She didn’t notice the tussock that gently descended on her shoulder and crawled up her collar, as if it wanted to whisper a few words in her ear.

Her mind was set to catch the morning train, and the station was near.

And so she hurried her steps. As she gained more speed the tussock lost its grip and fell gently on the dirt beneath her rapid feet. All that was left on her shoulder now, was a tussocks tiny tear.

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4 comments on “Messenger”

1. Beautifull!

   Nightly - September 11th, 2006 @ 3:53 pm
   

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2. salam , chera dige b weblogam sarnmizani?

   bijan - May 15th, 2007 @ 6:16 pm
   http://bijan-safsari.com

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3. wow!mikhastam alan benevisam ke sitet zibast.fogholadas.va text haye ke inja mizari ham
   malume ke ba fekr neveshte mishe!vali didam hame hamin ro goftan
   so… i am happy to find here!

   sun - May 23rd, 2007 @ 12:55 pm
   http://www.sunjoon.com

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4. would u plz do me a faivor?can u ping your blog when u update here cuz i put your link in my blogrolling and i wanna know the time u update your blog:)

   sun - May 23rd, 2007 @ 2:25 pm
   http://www.sunjoon.com

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