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Sunday, November 20, 2005
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something i wrote two years ago
there is no you. there is no me.
there is only us. now. who cares about tomorrow - it may never come. and even if it does, maybe tomorrow we will be without the other, 'us' will be but a word, and people will pass like strangers once more.
now, we have all the time in the world. now, you're holding my hand. now, i can see the speck of candy floss on your cheek. now, i can taste the scent of classrooms and busrides on you.
i always start what i can never finish.
+ posted by M @ 5:54 PM
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