occoquan1's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This Gray Age Dry and brittle and fragile as dead leaves. As insubstantial as mist. As lost as....doesn't matter in this gray age I find myself in. Nothing insomuch as the world marches on and I with it, empty and drained...let it take me where it will...for the end forever is the same. 6:03 p.m. - 10-15-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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