i just want to scream out in frailty the imagined path i have wandered upon. i think back through my days...i feel they are numbered. i feel as though sometime soon my heart will cease to beat...the blood will cease to course through my veins...breathless i will wander. I walked the streets tonight of cold downtown. The church bell tolled...it was
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Did you write that? It's perdy.
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