LETS BLAME THE LIMELIGHT.

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Saturday, September 30, 2006 @ 1:32:00 pm

eyes set straight following the footpath right ahead,
but why do i keep slipping off?
i've reached the fork of the road.
do i go left? or right?
both paths are uncertain.
so where do i go?
a third option appears.
small, winding and dusty
yet there is an appeal to it.
however at the end of the road,
i sign i almost missed,
a dead end awaits.