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Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Smitten by a million miles

Maybe in another time, another place, we could have found out if it could have been something.

But as the bruises fade, the realisation grows, a thousand miles separates us, and neither of us can move.

And if it had have been another time, another place, i don't think it would have been the same.