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Saturday, July 5, 2008

Needle in the hay.

Life would have it no other way, That what I search for – More elusive than a needle in the hay. I get my fingers cut and bloody, Tearing apart dry straw, I sneeze and wheeze amongst the Dust. I crawl on hands and knees, Tearlessly weeping in the pity of Myself. Ripping through stacks, Broken... Sign in to see full entry.

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