why is it that the people we try to miss the least end up being the people we miss the most . . . I hate this.
Finally Woken
Long lay the world in sin and error pining 'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorous morn.
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
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