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01/01/2006

"truth, beauty, freedom, but above all, love…"

The infant year begins with a funeral but we have hopes, as one always must, that it will go on from here in a less dolerous fashion.

I was mostly silent in 2005; I hope to be more talkative in '06, even if I have to resort to borrowing words, as I have for my post title. {end credits, Moulin Rouge}

January 1, 2006 in dailiness | Permalink