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sometimes, always, never ever.

and there has been peace, and a little bit of quiet. and every night i dream, it's there. once thats gone, life will be gold, again.

but it's one struggle after another. first, i recieved a phone call from the athletic director at school, informing me that i am currently ineligible to play in this year's season. due to my status as a senior, i don't have enough credit hours. wait, wait, wait....i'm not a senior, i'm a junior, i have more then enough credit hours. all my paper work is wrong. hopefully it can be cleared up before sunday, when we travel 6 hours to play a game.
there is more.

i learned how to fly. i only wish i knew i had wings back then.
things could have been easier.

lights will guide you home,
and ignite your bones.

9:28 a.m. - 2005-08-25

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