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December 14, 2010
Standing and waiting. The sun's rays flowing accross the world, meaning unneeded layers are discarded.
Approaching, stopping. Shifting the weight to the other foot, shoulders back.
Show off. A lot has changed. Memories of such a sweet boy...
Then they dart up and down, an apple could fit in that hole.

Approaching, stopping. The artificial light blaring accross the space. Looking ahead, towards the crowd.
Standing and waiting. In mid-conversation, grinning. Turning to see the new arrival
Wondering where to stand.
Then they dart up and down, a banana appearing.

With a flick, shuffle and turn,
Carry on conversing