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Saturday, January 21, 2006

Counting Flowers on the Wall

Here I sit and there I wait,
I make no move to hasesen my journy,
I'm just fine sitting here,

My pain means nothing,
My feelings are mute,

I'll wait forever,
Just sitting and waiting,
After all I have nothing better to do...
Posted by Unknown at 11:46 PM

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