The wind passeth over the flower of our days,
Blowing ashes from a Folgers can back onto our faces,
And it is gone.
The whole concept abates.
But life goes on, man.
The Dude abides. Nothing changes.
We take comfort in that.
Blowing ashes from a Folgers can back onto our faces,
And it is gone.
The whole concept abates.
But life goes on, man.
The Dude abides. Nothing changes.
We take comfort in that.

morrison71j:
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