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Monday, November 10, 2008

For all the hours here that move too slow

A song I love, whose lyrics I would hope to never be true, now rings clearly and insistent as a clock in the market square chiming twelve noon. I'm not sure that I can ever listen to it again.

at 10:19 PM

1 comment:

a stranger said...

don't hide your darkness

November 17, 2008 at 11:49 PM

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