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Nov 14, 2004 08:21

Now here you go again you say
you want your freedom
well who am I to keep you down
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have you any dreams you'd like to sell?
dreams of loneliness
Like a heartbeat
drives you mad
in the stillness of remembering
what you had
and what you lost
and what you had
and what you lost

Thunder only happens when its raining
Players only love you when they're playing
Women they will come and they will go o o
When the rain washes you clean you'll know
You'll know

For some odd reason that Stevie Nicks song is in my head. I'm sitting here freezing and thinking about 'stuff'. We got back last night around 12:30 am. Don't have enough time write now. Gainesville was not what I expected, twas really a beautiful city. Brenau itself reminded me of Mars Hill, old, but rich in the arts. I miss college. I miss being an art student!
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