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Through the Looking-Glass

In a Wonderland they lie. Dreaming as the days go by. Dreaming as the summers die. Ever drifting down the stream; Lingering in the Golden Gleam; Life what is it but a dream?

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

I am breaking, yes truth be told
walking that tight rope
on the brink of insanity, i lose myself
in a bid to find you
Reflections of iBlithe at 7:35 PM
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