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Written by Amber Whitman-Currier
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Tuesday, 05 September 2006 |
There are days when I feel like dying.
Today was one of those days.
The news calls for rain.
I hate rainy days.
I lay on the couch hoping these feelings would pass.
The grayness of the day became greyer.
Now a thick fog hangs in the air.
Like an encroaching enemy.
I hope tomorrow these feelings pass.
I hope the sun will shine.
Bringing a better day.
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Last Updated ( Saturday, 02 September 2006 )
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