Male choral. 7th grade? Was that right? That song is beautiful. Wish I could still find the tape of that performance. I suppose this sort of thing always happens as you are coming near the end. You start remembering all sorts of stuff. The end of another year. The end of another chapter. Cause this time, its time to get serious--or so they
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you've read my mind of the last few days. while the grades are good, the thoughts are...anticipating a dark horizon.
much love, lady.
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how CAN i keep from singing?
love you so much!
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in answer to your rhetorical question (...) no, i never expected myself to be where i am, doing what i'm doing, thinking the way that i'm thinking. life is insane. and kimbog, there's a void where i haven't talked to you since december.
i love your guts.
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and look where we are.
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