November 27, 2005

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          I once had these dreams, so delicate, so clear,
    and so valuable. I protected these dreams with such integrity and
    diligence. But one day, my fragile dreams met concrete reality.
    Everything I hoped for, strived for, lived for was now shattered into
    so many pieces, too sharp to be picked up again, and too broken to ever
    be repaired.-April 2005