Tuesday, April 22, 2008

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Words on phone pixel screen as I try my best to get through the distance to get to somewhere. Let's not let it happen. Not any more. Type back and try and avoid hitting medians. Sing along: "There is this old man. Who spent so much of his life sleeping, that he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years." I hate these miles. These 7 miles. There is nothing here but nothing.

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Words - S

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