every day of my life, great things happen. i just have to be aware of that.
5.29.2007
May 25, 2007
It was a perfect night, one that you couldnt see the city lights. One that your path was lit by the moon. One that your heart might open up just enough. And from his mouth came a song of redemption, a song of new life, a song of perfection...or a lack thereof.
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