From 151, on Tue, 17 Feb 2004 08:21:38 GMT
never a name or a worry. just a place in the past where i hang my sorrows and burdins.everyone gets the wake up call once in a while.never knowing what to say or when to say it.it's not as clear as it should be some times. hell,i guess if we understood it, we wouldn't need to do it.
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