it's the last lap of the race...
or maybe it's not...
look for the guy with the shit letter...
the finish line's there...
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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"I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow... A wave tossed in the ocean; a vapor in the wind... Still you hear me when I'm calling; You catch me when I'm falling... You told me who I am..."
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