Mike Gross

Rookie (1/5/80)

Dec.8 1995

Though the clouds were changing from a gray to pink and a mist glistened with a touch of gold. I was scared of what I dont Know. I could feal a peaceful darkness souround me but that too didnt comfort me. Then a filmilar white haze filled my mind. It was as if god had just pulled the needel off a record player, like yesterday never existed and tomo

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