novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- louder now An ancient Sumerian guilt. When you go through a massive shift, a sea change, people no longer know how to interpret your tides. My sets aren't coming in order, or rather they are, but they're rolling towards sand in a new movement. I lost a couple of hearty pals I thought had good sea legs. 6:54 am - 09/28/2010 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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