Like fingerprints, no two lives are the same. Mine is filled with mistakes, contemplation, amendments, and repetition of all three.
Sunday, July 03, 2011
The years start coming, and they don't stop coming
'Somebody once asked
Could I spare some change for gas -
I need to get myself away from this place.
I said, yep! What a concept!
I could use a little fuel myself.
We could all use a little change.'
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