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Though my tear-soaked minds eye
The face on every girls is yours
I had words
But they are just whispers, lost now
To the encyclopedia of feelings I can't express
Just held inside, so precious
The world is a hollow place
Of shadows, motion and silent dancers
Mouthing their words in faint echos to me
As I pass by in this dream without you
Awake as I am
Nothing seems real
Everything seems empty
A kaleidoscope of greys
When the only colour can be you
Silence beats inside my head
The sun rises and daylight fades
Moments tick away
Waiting

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The web is great; where else could I find a history of Cardiff castle, construction times, local revolts etc in under 30 seconds?

Booshaka!

Just spent most of today constructing and designing a... dialog box.

Amazing, oh yes; but in DXL (A scripting language that wants to be C but without any of the nice bits, no documentation and pants awful editor) this is somewhat of an achievement... plus the days just flown by!