...like a good book, I can't put this day back... I could pick back up whenever I feel...
Monday, March 6, 2006
the thread
That way lies our hope where sits our greatest fear. Doom hangs still on a thread. Yet hope there is still, if we can but stand unconquered for a little while.
That way lies our hope where sits our greatest fear. Doom hangs still on a thread. Yet hope there is still, if we can but stand unconquered for a little while.
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