The Search for Reason
  
 

   
 
The music of awakened Solitude, is like the dance of falling leaves; the sound of silence carried by the tinkling of bells a thousand miles away.
  
 
 
   
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Wednesday, December 17, 2003
 
True friends are like shit. They do not have to be pretty, but they allow me to grow and blossom.


- Alvarny, 6:20 PM
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