Thursday, April 22, 2004
There once was a boy who lived up the hill...
and somehow he never fit in...that's the story you hear over and over again in the rooms where alcoholics and addicts meet ot console each other on the loss of their love, and it's true as far as it goes, but the flat crescent of silver in the sky tonight tells another story. The story of normalcy...
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