Happiness is a sad poem.: World with a view

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Wednesday, February 7, 2007

World with a view

Distant mountain top, high atop, this slippery rock. Looking over, this world I gave the cold shoulder. The unknown soldier, not living any bolder, but at the moment, I've never been any closer to ending this torment, with one giant leap, into these rough and jagged boulders. But I have to live with... Sign in to see full entry.

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