Whispers of A Blue Moon

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Friday, October 15, 2004

Hi my darling, today was quite an eventful day...Full of ups and downs. How could an immortal soul take it, let alone my mortal body. I don't care much to elaborate on those ups and downs...it's for my eyes only. Why are you looking at me in this way dear? Am I wrong to keep some things to myself? No matter, it doesn't bother me. You just sit on your rocking chair and don't move an inch. No.
Did I mention that I will begin an introduction of myself? Perhaps I would...perhaps.

But yet, I am not comfortable with it. Maybe next time...


Yours truly
Aristocrat

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"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"

Job 17:11-16 dv.

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