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oh and i run here it comes we're just two little figures in a soup bowl trying to get the other kind of control but i wasn't onepossibly a nod to one of my fav (possibly my fav) songs of all time Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd:
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.
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I'm so glad you swum around, again, O Mighty Dashh. I've been staring at the fishbowl for a long, long time, not knowing the prospekts.
Thanks you, excellent song, for luring Dashh back.
Posted by: Tom | December 01, 2008 at 08:11 PM