So I'm in a thinking mood right now. Not too emo; but not too happy either. I feel philosophical. I think I'll stalk the ED forums for a while. But right now, I need to ask everyone who reads this a question: Why?
~Aresia
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Softly, now..
When I was a little boy, I dreamed of a star.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.
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