Listening to: Elbow - Newborn
Currently: fighting the gloom of the clouds
Ok, not really.
My parents are due home tonight. Hope the clouds don't get in the way of their jet.
05 December 2004
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On that green evening when our death begins,
Just what it was, is hardly satisfying,
Since it applied only to one man once,
And that one dying.
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