Contra Niche
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Don't Forget Me
How could I?
You were the man we all wanted to comfort, and yet, it seemed you were the one who comforted us.
I have no words. I can only hope to see you tomorrow.
The prodigal son has gone home.
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