A vast wasteland of random musings, from an overactive imagination. My thoughts detest solitary confinement, so this is the world inside my head, illustrated. :)
Wednesday, January 4
C'est la vie.
People will come, people will go; people will forget. We are like mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
1 Thoughts:
But we all do leave behind our footprints. :)
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