"Someday I'll walk away and be free...I'll leave without a forwarding address and walk across some barren wilderness to drop the world there. Then wander free of care like an unemployed Atlas."
March 21, 2003
When the days have no laughter
Smiles just fade
Tears refuse to fall
The mood just stays
Come as the spirit
The soothing calm
And croon the soul to peace
Just make it last
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