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Sometimes I feel that I am swinging axes in the dark. Hitting nothing but air and opportunity. One day, I will open that door, turn on that light, Then say to the world, "Hello, world, it's nice to see you! "
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 8:48 PM UTC
Swinging Axes
Sometimes I feel that I am swinging axes in the dark. Hitting nothing but air and opportunity. One day, I will open that door, turn on that light, Then say to the world, "Hello, world, it's nice to see you! "
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 8:48 PM UTC
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