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No one even comes close.

Stories are things from a long time past, but forgotten they are not. Our histories intertwine and grow, into something we do not yet know.

The sky is yet to fall, we bide our time to nature’s call. But apples still grow on trees, and that is simply that.

Details of this entry.Monday, November 16, 2009, filed under Musings.
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