Sunday, August 29, 2004

Damp Walls that assure dryness.

All that begins has to end, some end up being bad, some good and the remaining as undisclosing types. What is left you wonder, I wish I could tell you, then again there is one hing that I got to say that If I had the ability to shutup I would do that twice, to my mouth as well as my eyes, they give away all I think.

So someday I shall, I may, I might, If I can, If I want, but does It matter all I stand to is to lose.

So dearest one see you
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