Saturday, November 05, 2005

foggy



Where I come from seems murky. No, not murky, only shrouded. Shrouded in the distorted cosiness of the past. But sometimes that is beautiful.
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Anonymous said...

this one's my fave...sorry for marking it out like that

6:05 pm, November 30, 2005

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