Tuesday, February 26, 2013

About those long hazy days


Because sometimes, you'll walk through, right through, without stopping to pick up the lucky penny that rolled your way.
You'll reach the end, and you'll look for the penny, and it'll be long gone. If only you had stopped, paused, turned back just once.
But now it's too late, and tomorrow's a new day, and you're going to walk down the same way again.

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