I don't know what it is about me...
maybe I'm just farsighted.
The further away things get,
the better I see them.
But then,
they're gone.
Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 2:55 AM UTC
I don't know what it is about me...
maybe I'm just farsighted.
The further away things get,
the better I see them.
But then,
they're gone.
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