The fading sun always shines again.

Nov 01, 2005 23:10

I walk down the street of gold, the wind blowing through my hair. This world is so bright, so magnificent, so fresh, so beautiful. The sky is clear, the air smells of sweet roses and the world is so mellow and joyful. Kids fill the streets with laughter and smiles. No worries in this world; it's almost like heaven on Earth. I make a left onto the ( Read more... )

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queenselene November 12 2005, 00:49:39 UTC
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