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What is to give light must endure burning.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

perpetual.

It's taking all of my effort to get up in the morning nowadays.

How many more days left do I have to keep pretending that everything's alright?

Only the rest of my life to go.

Charming.
Posted by ht at 8:47 PM

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