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|Station: 10/08/2004 - 7:56 AM |
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I saw you pass through like a shiver on your way to brighter days and dreams recaptured and fates lacking me. I seem only a rest stop on the path from then to someday a place for the weary to collect themselves refuel their souls gather their wits for the remainder of the journey. Someone else is always the destination. |
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