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Jun 14, 2005 04:49

and every time you cry i'll cry for you
then all these fields will turn into mud
and every time you smile i'll smile for you
in my dreams it goes this dubious day
waiting a year hereafter.

all in all... it's gonna be okay, i think.

even though i'm going to have a TERRIBLE day at work tomorrow. or today, as it were.
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