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Jan 14, 2009 22:10

And as yet I walk in the fires of my mind drifting in desperate longing I feel naught around me to quench the thirst nor drive forward to water. I can neither feel nor see a path away from the pain. I am alone ( Read more... )

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simplystardust January 15 2009, 14:20:24 UTC
I miss you too, Ross.
I miss skittles and late nights. Star gazing and camping. I even miss the running and the little bit of terror.

Life just isn't the same.

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anael_soraku January 17 2009, 15:26:49 UTC
Lighters and fires, sword fights in the yard, proving that "Yes, I can dodge an arrow.", and the running always the running.

"The world that was has passed, so goes the world that is."

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