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The Glory Of It All

A journal by a Friday's Child
i write, because i fear one day i will forget

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

like an old record

like an old record,
that just keeps playing a rerun,
not because it lacks of new inputs.

... but simply because it does it,
to remind me... that i should move on.
Posted by Little Prince at 1:55 AM
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