I imagine you once adorned for a special occasion. People may have watched you from a distance. You may have once made someone feel beautiful, as if she was floating through light above it all. You caught eyes, in an atmosphere of clutter. And you will always be revered and lifted in someone's thoughts.
![My Chutter [CHU ter] n-Spanglish for a device that limits the passage of light into a camera.](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcq0CMV3YRuaUlqekI38xP3-0R9RwLRZm0qdFeaQ2Zepo20dFeaP7RSF7cZk-MPe1fEcVV8aS28HhKmJwdfKbFo4BaS-B8xenoh75HaIL7Jq4fsFH5I9UaVFyYazM0chZlSiFQ8AblESaP/s730/forblog.jpg)
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Evenings out.
I imagine you once adorned for a special occasion. People may have watched you from a distance. You may have once made someone feel beautiful, as if she was floating through light above it all. You caught eyes, in an atmosphere of clutter. And you will always be revered and lifted in someone's thoughts.
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