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Thursday, November 05, 2009

Struggle

Some days, it seems like the pain is just a revisited memory.
On those days, I want to run very far, very quickly from those things that seem to trigger that revisited memory.

Ignorance really is bliss.
Posted by DreamCatcher at 8:02 PM

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