Wednesday, June 12, 2002

"If all my luck ran out tomorrow,
I'd have to say that I have had my share.
Enough to balance out the sorrow.
Enough to say that I'm a little scared.

This is not what I expected.
I did not expect to feel this good.
I always kept my heart protected.
I cross my fingers and I knock on wood."

John Gorka

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