Monday, January 17, 2011

A title is only worth as much as it's wit.

I am excited to reveal it, but do not feel that it is ready for the hardness and disappointment of the world yet. Still only a newborn, easily crushed under the weight of gravity. Delicate as a spring daffodil, beautiful and pure.

Why would I reveal it too early, only to lessen it's chance of survival? I love it too much already.

Besides, it has not yet been fully named.

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