Monday, February 25, 2008
Play On Words (dedicated to Azur Blue)
I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering. In the foreseeable fishbowl we're all just floundering. I can't hear a thing because of all the sound. I'm optimistically doubtful. But gravity doesn't get me down. What's the purpose of our purpose? Why are we here? In a life full of strife;... Sign in
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