Having something ripped
from me.
Against my will.
Gives my black heart
a whole new view.
A new fascade
I won't reveal.
I believed
I was norm to this.
All gone from me
An empty wish.
Not one thing sacred.
Nor is it safe.
In my keep
it's sure to break.
--Diva
Sunday 2/3 Cragmoor to Freeway Run
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Just so we're clear, I'm officially retired on weekends, I just work during
the week.
I have to say I committed some awesome code check-ins today (Monday,...
5 years ago
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