Old photos, I always foget about 'em. Every once in a blue moon, however, I'll remember them...it's always good to remember those times.
Monday, April 02, 2007
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Will you say to me when I'm gone, Your face is faded, but lingers on, 'Cause light strikes a deal With the coming night Oh, oh, oh, Coming night. -Iron and Wine
