no way to know for sure

i cant remember paris. i can't remember autumn. maybe i've never known them the way i wish i had thought i had knew i had, and it was all i needed to smile a few times and grow old with a look on my face that said simply slowly grace is alive and i can feel it in my life. that is what i meant and said or thought to, give me these hours to waste away in peace. i can think of no other way.

2002-09-13 | 1:42 a.m.
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