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posted by He sings @ 5:48 PM
Commentary on life and all that it contains.
These are commentaries on life as I know it. It can be the quickened, pulsating breath you feel as the roller coaster inches its was over the ride's summit. It can be the calming breeze on the dusk of a warm day, sitting in isolation, reflecting on beauty or loves once had. It, life, can be everything that you will it to be.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Commentary on life and all that it contains.
These are commentaries on life as I know it. It can be the quickened, pulsating breath you feel as the roller coaster inches its was over the ride's summit. It can be the calming breeze on the dusk of a warm day, sitting in isolation, reflecting on beauty or loves once had. It, life, can be everything that you will it to be.
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I am whatever would sound inviting to you. It is so hard to not sound cliché here, so that will have to do.
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