And I shall accommodate them. That's what I do.
Will I ever reach my destination? Are there outside forces here that are simply toying with me?
Still she refuses to shine.
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| 9/17/2006 | ||||||||||
| It has been many suns since I last caught sight of that friendly glimmer. Each night I travel down that blackened strip toward the mountains, and each night I make little progress. It seems as though there will always be others traveling down that same path, and they will always need my help. And I shall accommodate them. That's what I do. Will I ever reach my destination? Are there outside forces here that are simply toying with me? Still she refuses to shine. |
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