Nothing's ever the same be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans...
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
24th Birthday
Whither thou goest, I will go;
Where thou diest, will I die
And there will I be buried:
The Angel do so to me, and more also,
If aught but death part thee and me.
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