Tuesday, December 8, 2009


I did not know
It was a race,
But I ran
With all the others
Past quiet corners
Where I could have
Picked the daisies,
Past many people
I could have loved.
But there was no time
For it was a race
And the prize at the end
Was death.

AliceTaylor - The Journey


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