No one ever goes on the Ferris Wheel anymore...niether did we. I remember when I was in Ghana last summer on the way to the school that we volunteered at everyday we passed by a random Ferris Wheel.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
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