| | One Day
Dancing in the rain,
you told me it was
too cold. I danced
anyway.
You were right.
The smell of the
air. Excitement thick,
trapped between buildings;
the City that is UBC.
I told you of
my dreams as we
walked to the concert
grounds. How I wish
to one day be
free to dance along
the paths of the campus
and embrace the knowledge.
There is life here.
Dreams and memories.
Art and adventure.
All on the way to see a
show.
All while
dancing in the rain.
Even if it's too
cold to see the
final song.
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| | Posted 5/11/2008 1:33 AM - 2 comments
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