What if age reverses
its steps, and reduces you
to a mass of grey?
Friday, November 23, 2007
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- Shubhodeep Pal
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7 comments:
Someones been reading a lot of science fiction.
Wow! Your work's coming on. Getting into minimalism? Lovely stuff.
It's not science fiction so much as rocket silence.
Meanwhile, why not download a song on my blog?
How true .. a masterpiece
But hasnt time told us always to shred, always to reduce, and always to loose in the gray?
\m/
Time does do that the other way!
oh boy...that sounded depressing!
scarrryy!!
reverses or accelarates?
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