What is there to contemplate about?
Is it why our hearts are made of stone?
Or is it why our love is gone?
Why love?
Why contemplate when we have never loved?
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why i blog when no one's reading
- dave aL
- this is my 2-year-old tribute to both the lonely streets and the crowded parties of the world wide web. some will find my thoughts enlightening, some disturbing, some intriguing, some meaningless. perhaps some will find them like empty shout-outs to people who are never there. perhaps nobody will even read my blog. but this is my message in a bottle... dreaming somewhere, a soul finds it docked at a sacred shore... well, of course, it can just be easily lost like junk in cyberspace...
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