I'd like to think it lives on till time catches up and it fades into a natural end... ...yellow pages and fading ink...something romantic about it methinks.
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I'd like to think it lives on till time catches up and it fades into a natural end...
...yellow pages and fading ink...something romantic about it methinks.
Hmmm...
Gulp... OHT
Dies. :)
No. It just D(r)ie(s) :P
WV: Chora
My own words, as I write them here, will rot in Google's servers as generations pass by.
I want to take this opportunity to do an early shout-out to them Robotic Overlords.
That is all.
serious gyan guru ji
a word is dead
when it is said
some say.
i say
it just
begins to live
that day.
-emily dickinson
@ The FaujiWife.
Isn't that slightly worse? That it lives, only to be forgotten eventually?
@ Different Kinds Of Bottled Water.
Was that a good reaction? Bad? Freaky? =s
@Scattered Thoughts.
OHT went OTH (over the head)...
@ Muduu.
You seem almost happy about it.
@ The Long Haired Loser.
You really need to stop with the bad puns, man.
@ The Missing DJ.
Yeah, I think all my posts are written to them only.
@ The Not-So-Reluctant One.
I am honoured you think so!
@ Spaz.
Winner of the Comment of the Post Award! Wowie.
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