Roaring
The roaring laughter
bounced through the hall like a wild lion.
It leaped over the walls like a
fierce tiger and it turned
into a soft meow of a kitten.
Maria Fischinger @ Chicago, 2007
lunes, 10 de diciembre de 2007
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