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Simon says it's a sign. So I ran, ran fast and far with the idea that each occurence and encounter, every moment- even those dwarfed by the giant of our memory- will one day add up. And Simon says he knows- knows why and when and what and how. So I believe him and in me grows a soul that knows that one day it will know. Simon says, just as he always has and will- so with a turned ear and wide eyes, I listen.
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 11:30 AM UTC
Simon Says
Simon says it's a sign. So I ran, ran fast and far with the idea that each occurence and encounter, every moment- even those dwarfed by the giant of our memory- will one day add up. And Simon says he knows- knows why and when and what and how. So I believe him and in me grows a soul that knows that one day it will know. Simon says, just as he always has and will- so with a turned ear and wide eyes, I listen.
emily-reardon
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 11:30 AM UTC
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