Old Road

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Monday, November 8, 2004

Same old road, it has not changed at all, the road I always walked with my shoes off to feel the dirt and gravel as my own and remember the place I have come from. Same old, same old; this is great to know here I've ran, walked, stumbled, and crawled also laughed, sorrowed, and cried loved and hated... Sign in to see full entry.

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