Sia Sunday
June 27th, 2009
Sia was my love last fall. I remember going to the woods to pick berries, listening to her. It started to rain. But I was all alone in the woods and it was so beautiful that I didn’t leave. I just kept on picking berries and listening to Sia, singing along as honest as possible.
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