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A place for an old man to vent, pass on unimportant trivia and other nonsense. Saturday, November 2, 2013. 3 Kids, 8 Grandkids, and 17 Great-grandkids. Saturday, February 19, 2011.

Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.

Never will I love somebody so much. Shall not be deleted but be left for memories. Its nice when the rain falls because it crys for me. The memories trace the deep night but falls asleep in the sun rays. Without choice, your name that lingers in my throat is called out. I will turn to look back just once.

Tho my arms and legs are solid, I am hollow where it counts, heart and head. If emotions where breath Id be gasping for air, flailing. Luckily, I am only gasping for answers. Where our empathy once dwelled,. Where our passion once resided,. We barely even have compassion. There is no doubt of our love, we are propped up by its tenuous ties that must stretch miles and days. This is a precipice we may not walk the same direction from. And I am already lost.