Sunday, December 20, 2009

Love Stor(e)y

I got into the lift (elevator)

............................It
............................Went
............................Down

............. She entered
............................I
............................Wentnear
............................Her

...........Another entered
............................She
............................Went
............................Nearhim

Ground floor - - - they went
............................I
............................Fell
............................In
............................Love

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