*sigh* outta dried fruit and fresh clothes... maybe expect to try looking at the Davis Farmer's Market tomorrow... one thing's for certain though; i'm gonna have to wash my clothes...
gonna break out my guitar tomorrow... no doubt...
God,
i find myself stuck the mud
like as before only now i've understood
like i've talked the talked
but can't walk the walk
if one thing i pray tonight
it's that you don't let me outta your sight
it's all about my strength within
help me to utilize my self-control,
amen
Saturday, April 12, 2003
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