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May 31, 2005 21:29

All my dreams are slowly dying.
I can count my years in scars.
The only one that's never left me,
has carried me so very far.
I've heard it said that he wastes nothing,
so beautiful to behold,
the Author of my hope is writing,
the greatest story ever told.

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alexandra13 June 1 2005, 01:31:49 UTC
i like that so much.

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mental_robot June 2 2005, 17:39:50 UTC
that like...
emotionally touches me.

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