As we hurry away to the end, my friend,
Of this sad little farce called existence,
We are sure that the future will bring one thing,
And that is the grave in the distance.
And so when our lives run along all wrong,
And nothing seems real or certain,
We can comfort ourselves with the thought (or not)
Of that spectre behind the curtain.
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Sunday, November 19, 2006
Been Away Sorry
Sorry no posts went up north. Happy Birthday to me you guys missed it SHAME, Yes I lost it all and yes the shopping was great. My age in pictures.
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