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Zen on Sunday
written by Sugar Free08:51 PM 2/13/05Hooray, It is Sunday. A day for rest and relaxation. Sunday is a proud day for Zen, for he survived the turmoil and climax of the wek behind him. Now he may step forward with his life, with a new sense of accurate assumptions about the world and how people live in it.
Things are funny today.. after a week of seriousness, Zen finds himself laughing. With out an rhyme or reason he just chuckles at life, for it is merely a simple thing. A simple thing that complex people spend their lives trying to figure out. How follish of them, Zen knows the answer, he figured it out... it isn't all that people expect but he knows it is the best thing he will ever endure. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by XsouredXfaithX (2-13-2005 - 08:53 PM)
by I_heart_jack_black (2-13-2005 - 09:50 PM)
| you used to make sand castles in the sand box alone, didn't you? |
by emo423 (2-27-2005 - 01:25 PM)
| Yes well said, you go girl. |
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