Me, Myself, and My Alter

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Sunday, June 28, 2009
WYSIWYG
There are days, and there are days. Every once in a while there are also moments. And when they happen, things begin to happen. One decides to end it once and for all. If one were in the ages before Bill Gates and Google, one would pick up the pen and write. But these days one just opens one's laptop and blogs.
Sigh. Such is life. But then, such life is the good life.
There is hope for this world. Yet.Labels: non-labelable
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