Pure Gin

She told me that one day we would meet up again, and things would be different next time we wed. If I only could hang on and just be her friend.

Music: Bob Dylan
Thought of the day: New life is inevitable in the wake of destruction. Just look around you – after every fire, green begins to sprout; in the aftermath of a storm, new life grows; a fawn rises shakey-legged above the body of her dead mother. All is not lost, what is lost is not all.
I am: waiting for the next chapter of the story.

14 Jun

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Sabatino

Posted July 10, 2008 at 2:12 am | #

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She told me that one day we would meet up again, and things would be different next time we wed. If I only could hang on and just be her friend.

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