-Everyday we go away.
-And we meet halfway.
-And remember that time when illumination was just divine.
-And how the night had no time.
-And the idea frightened excited.
-And you were on my side.
-The anticipation was paramount.
-And days stretched to years.
-We walked along that fine line.
-Yet in the end it was all for nothing.
-Kim Gordon sported the first tall tee.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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