No PurposeMy future is a failing grace of category diagnosis, made up at the same place and time.No Purpose
My present holds distinct purpose; to do nothing and recieve nothing, daze off into insomnia.
The past is late on arrival; collections of memories vanished and having no chance of return.
Revamp your lost intuity; wake up inside every moment; advance to your senseless daydreams.
your images are beautiful daph. i thought annie was the only one with the gift, but it seems you both share it. lovely =]
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::Kevin::
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