New years are a chance for a beginningEven when there hasn't been an end. Wheels turn in an interminable bend,Yet, marked in one spot, seem to wobble spinning. Each year we hope to do a little better. Although, we know that really nothing's changed. Reason thinks that everything's arranged, So we must dream if we would fate unfetter.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
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