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Published: 2009-08-02 04:47:43 +0000 UTC; Views: 207; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 8
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Time is fleeting.I've heard it before. Many times.
It has something to do with some
English Literature mumbo-jumbo,
But I can't help feeling that it's true.
Especially now.
Thousands of times
I've wanted to run away.
Drift away to some paradise
Only dreams could conjure
And only I could know existed.
Only me.
But, it's silly
To even want or wish for it
There is no paradise.
Only my imagination.
And my selfish need
wish
hope
desire
dream...
To Escape.
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Photographhhy, oh shit.
Needed a walk outside. Been very depressed lately about moving, and it doesn't help that I feel lonely--or that fact that I'm probably making myself lonely.
Sorry for a boring sky view. Suburban Texas skies are so boring.
























