Her Light was not extinguished,
It has never burned so bright.
The sun that you remember,
It still shines now, but at night.
There is no place warmer
than in the shadow of your memory.
Is it over?
Not until the fish jumps...
...It's over.
The Mouse in all his squeaky glory! - http://www.geocities.com/mousebeast2000
The Rodent's Political Compass:( -5.00, -3.58 ) Disturbingly close to Ghandi...
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