A seed ascends around the turntable.
Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you’ll live… at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin’ to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our [...] http://bit.ly/18uSVO
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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