leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - I can think of nothing to say. Nothing witty. Nothing smart. Nothing kind. Nothing charming. Nothing. When I open my mind to write, all I see is the water in the swimming pool. That strange on-the-surface view of the world. So be well. Play nice. Hold hands. Light a sparkler. Dance. Laugh. And by all means get laid. Love ya! 2:40 p.m. - July 02, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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