
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Who Rules???

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Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations, I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead. – Louisa May Alcott.
Time passes, even when it seems impossible, even when each tick of the second hand aches like a pulse of blood behind a bruise it passes away unevenly, in a strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does even for me… "New moon"
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