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March 4, 2005
chronicles, vol. one
I was heading for the fantastic lights. No doubt about it. Could it be that I was being deceived? Not likely. I don't think I had enough imagination to be deceived; Had no false hopes, either. I'd come from a long ways off and had started a long ways down. But now destiny was about to manifest itself. I felt like it was looking right at me and nobody else.
Bob Dylan
Posted by amin at March 4, 2005 2:53 PM
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