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Jun 13, 2004 22:35

the sun was beautiful on the right side of the plane, and the night was equally rich on the left. a thousand pounds of metal and plastic was the only thing that seperated me from different places i couldn't choose from. light and dark. here or there. before and after. before i knew you and after we met. here when you didn't exist, there when you were around. light when i saw you, and dark, well dark left to my imagination--what were you doing those late late nights? flying into a foreign country, literally, to make decisions about life and do the adult thing. get on with the heartbreak, get a job after schooling, find a fellow to fall in love with, and start a family. somewhere in there, insert a smile.
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