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Monday, January 5, 2009
The eyes are the windows of the soul they say, but sometimes windows are the soul. This house stands facing the setting sun, some windows boarded up, reflecting back the gold, hiding what lies within.
The eyes are the windows of the soul they say, but sometimes windows are the soul. This house stands facing the setting sun, some windows boarded up, reflecting back the gold, hiding what lies within.
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