We draw ever nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
i lost it
i lost it, i don't know how. i don't even recall taking it out. i lost it. why?
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