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Tuesday, March 8, 2011. After enjoying a good long drive. I came back home around 3 am. In the next 5 years I want to be able to say been there and done that. I want to be able to say I know it all. I want to be able to say life cannot be more perfect that this.
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Myriad Shades of Happiness. Monday, April 11, 2011. The faint smell of nostalgia lingers. On these unsent letters. To a time submenrged. Underneath a barrage of memories. I dust the reel. Bits and pieces join together. Im lost in the images. The sound of catalysis echoes. It got the better of you then. It got the better of me now. We created magic together. Until time got the better of us somehow. Links to this post. Monday, April 4, 2011. Whole lot of darkness. And a little bit of light. No, no. B.CONTENT
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