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Thursday, May 25, 2006

Rigor mortis

Life is just a long, drawn out process of having all your emotions, hopes, dreams and any goodness you might ever have possessed crushed and blended away with each passing day. It all comes unstuck in the end. More's the pity because I can faintly remember, once, long ago - clinging to hope. What a lie. What a sham. What a shame.
Posted by JH at 5/25/2006 12:12:00 pm

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