THEY met…
Not knowing what they’d loose or gain…
And then…
WE said good bye…
With an understating promise to meet again…
Monday, April 9, 2007
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.... THAT ARE FADED WITH TIME, LIKE THE INK IN AN OLD FASHIONED BOOK. THE WALLS... ...THAT ONCE STOOD ON GAURD TO RESIST WHAT MAY COME. BUT.... ... ARE NOW JADED.
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