Voice so familiar even from afar
So softly it came calling my name
...I'm not looking back, never looking back
But you were so near whisp'ring in my ear
The stories in your face of a love not to waste
...So I had to look back, but there's none to look back
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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