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, May 08, 2005
Mother's cake
the mother's day cake that my mother will be sharing along with her sister and later my cousins and i are going to share it.
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