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Showing posts with label Robert Friend. Show all posts
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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

My Cup - Robert Friend

They tell me I am going to die.
Why don't I seem to care?
My cup is full. Let it spill.
Posted by brigid at 11:27 AM 1 comment:
Labels: eternity, living, Robert Friend
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