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posted by light will-o-z-wisp at
7:37 pm
Summery Wine
Contentment eludes most of us. The awful thing about us is that we are always searching for smth better. Most of the time there isn’t anything better out there, but we drive ourselves crazy pursuing it, no matter what the challenge is.
May 19, 2008
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- Name: light will-o-z-wisp
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land; And all those Spanish nights were fine, It wasn't only from the wine; It still seems all in hand.
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