Life's a trip and full of possibilities and destinations. I wonder where I'll be tomorrow.
Glory of the snow! Here's a snow poem I found in a book sometimes ago:Snow is fallingA beautiful sightSnow is fallingIt plays with the lightSnow is fallingIt plays it's gameSnow is fallingIt makes all that's different look the sameSnow is fallingIt's source is stormSnow is fallingIt makes all conformSnow is fallingIt blinds all who seeSnow is fallingIt hides you from meSnow is fallingFrom a sky of leadSnow is fallingNever mind...we're dead O:-x
BAHAHAHAHAH.. I mean.. thats sad.. but funny.. and a little scary.
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