Recap
As I stand here alone on this Christmas Eve, I look back at where I used to and where I have reached. The grains of sand falling through an hourglass, the ticking of the clock and the sunrays bouncing of my windowpane as the sun sets far off in the distance, all paint a very pretty picture to this artistic mind of mine; but the truth is far from the obvious reality that meets the eye.
posted by The One Ocean @ 12/24/2004 05:03:00 PM
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