god how i long to go back to where all creation began...
Friday, November 25, 2005
the other side
Now I know how it feels to be on the "other side of the fence", so to speak. And it appalls me. Rude, I know. So maybe that was how he felt whenever I'd sing those mymp songs. Now that I know, I realize that I cannot really blame him.
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