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It was a fine spring morning. The birds were singing sweetly outside my window, and my world faded from the blackness of the night, into the soft sunlit morning. O...
When will I feel free and alive? Where can I go, and leave it all behind? Who will be a friend in times such as these? What can I say that will make them...
Who is the one alone in a crowd? Who is the silent one when it's loud? Who is the one that is lost and not found? This is the one without the Lord. Who is...
The bestest of friends are the ones you can hold. The ones who you feel in your heart. The friends that will cry with you, When you feel alone, in the dark. ...
I stood there during our "moment of silence." Why can't we just get on with our work. I want to go home so that I can beat the next level in Claw. I looked around...
