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Thursday, March 3, 2005

There was something you

March 3, 2005

There was something you told me, something I remember, but I seem to have forgotten what it was. I used to remember something. I have a memory somewhere. There, in the back of my mind.
I woke up this morning two hours before the sun thinks about another day. I laid in bed waiting for my [...]

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Bad picture of yours truly from a couple of years ago in Gnashville

March 3, 2005
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