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    Tuesday, October 07, 2003  

I hear it. I always hear it. Like the waves of the ocean and the current of my mind, it's continuous, unending, and undeniably there. Sometimes it blocks out the sounds of all others like a raft to protect me from the raging rapids of life's river. and sometimes it is the raging rapids in which I ride. Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh never ceasing. if it ever stops I will be frieghted, I will think that I have come to an end, to the forever silence. forever my waves wash over me.

   [ POSTED BY Penelope @ 6:30 PM ] [ ]