Monday, August 1, 2011

THE MILL IS ON FIRE

And that is as bad as it gets. But, this time there is no rebuilding. No more time for insurance. No way or anymore left. It's all spent. It's all gone. the people have gone other ways, down other paths. Even the house is empty, no dog either. only rooms full of bleak emptiness. photos are only shadows of memories.
the only companions are tears and sorrows and loneliness.
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