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Friday, September 10, 2004
Aftermath
When I returned to the blog, all I found were the empty husks of millions of Phil Collins. There wasn't a trace of the mightly Jedi who had felled the horde, not even his shiny blue lightsaber hat.
I know the great cost Phil Collins inflicts on industry and individuals each year, but seeing them defeated, helpless, dead ... I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness.
And my thoughts turned to a song ...
But just as I thought it was going alright
I find out I'm wrong when I thought I was right
it's always the same, it's just a shame, that's all
Well I could say day, and you'd say night
tell me it's black when I know that it's white
it's always the same, it's just a shame, that's all
FIN
11:53 AM
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