� yellow � 2003-09-06 � 12:42 p.m. �
Sometimes clarity comes in the form of a fog.
It's a lesson hard learned... but in the shadows of deep deep depression I know it's true... it's hard though to believe it.
There's one yellow leaf in the tree outside my window... and I feel like it is me... the one different in a sea of green - life and prosperity... the one out... away from where she might belong.
Unlike the tree, the ones around me won't change as drastically... in so short a time.
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