posted on January 21, 2011 at 5:45 pm

Lou Pole

you always know where to find me

hidden behind these shabby doors on some suburban street

through the dirty windows on the first floor

thats me sitting at a big glass table under the red clock

sorry cant seem to focus my thoughts

i listen to some lazy music that drifts in the air like a smokey dream

its friday night its summer

the birds coo and call

the blinds gently knock against the wood in the breeze

american tour coming up soon

it seems a galaxy away from where i am here

wasting my precious time doing nothing as evening falls

children come back monday yes i have missed them

they come back in time for me to leave

yes its a bit of a wrench

my brothers will watch them for me while i’m away

theyre in good hands

after 2 weeks rehearsal my ears are ringing like all fuck

i can only imagine what this tour will do to them

if you ever meet me you will find out that i’m now quite deaf

my eyesight is shot too

i feel increasingly isolated from the world of sight and sound

i encounter it now dimly

i still cant get over everything that happened

my creativity has shrunk to a pea

i squeeze out my blogs on sheer willpower not inspiration

yes thanks you can give me a few weeks off

but maybe i need this more than you do

i eat a muffin with jam for tea mmm mmm

the truth is i dont give a fuck about food

im happy to have cornflakes for  dinner everynight

the gourmets on tv and their gluttony leave me cold

so i sit here at 616  precisely typing to you out there

my mood is bitter sad tired anxious

my body is rundown achey listless restless

my spirit is silent buried somewhere within me

it says nothing

it offers no guidance

my past stretches out behind me oh what a life i led

the wheels turn round

money women success come and go

children suddenly grown up and distant

yes this great song i wrote it really meant something to ya didnt it

time charges ahead at one minute per minute

but its all so relative

lie in bed enervated watching that hand go round

old pleasures come back as new pains

those perfect white scars on my back

what did they do to me?

maybe i been tampered with

maybe i just aint been tampered with enough

well 2012 is approaching like some rough beast

slouching towards bondi to be reborn

things seem awfully raw these days

things seem like we’re braking metal on metal

i am my own worst enemy that i never seem to overcome

i dig the pitfalls i tumble headlong

my holiday left without me some time ago

it booked itself into a little room

and it  played cards with shadows of departed guests

its very quiet right now

only the sizzling wind thru the treetops

only the faintest sound of the traffic on old south head road

only the ringing ears which have finally drowned out that clock

only the lapping sea which i cant hear but it can hear me

yeah an american tour uh wheres that….?

oh i forgot for a moment where i was

yeah i’m here in the kitchen

its 6 38 now how about that

i gotta get off the computer

i gotta rest my poor eyes

maybe i’ll go for a walk

down by the shore

its summer

there’ll be lots of people about

and everything

51 Responses to “deja view”

  1. avatar
    Karen | 21 January 2011 at 6:44 pm #

    I just came in to write some crap in reply to the mini poem & it disappeared ( my reply did or pushed some button I shouldnt have ..not unusal of me..then this new one popped up so

    That painting behind you is my fav judgement of paris

    I was wondering about the kids ( mothering intinct?) how they were coming back & you were going ..lucky you have good family.. you cant pick em but lucky for some they are ok …

    have a nice stroll
    look out for rips and drowning ppl lot about at the moment..

  2. avatar
    Jo F | 21 January 2011 at 7:03 pm #

    Creativity – “personally meaningful interpretations of experiences, actions and insights – still going super well

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    meg manestar... | 21 January 2011 at 7:07 pm #

    i dig the pitfalls i tumble headlong
    my holiday left without me some time ago
    it booked itself into a little room
    and it played cards with shadows of departed guests

    I like that bit very much…and the ending.

  4. avatar
    Georgia | 21 January 2011 at 7:11 pm #

    Oh Steven….

    I SO wish I could take all of this pain from you…as it is agonizingly obvious, you are in that horrible transition period. You are walking the tightrope-and no step feels secure…and you know it will not take much to fall off and tumble down into the abyss.

    Take care of yourself…and don’t be too hard on yourself……

    and always know we love you.

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    Crasher | 21 January 2011 at 8:02 pm #

    I’ve been a tad flippant in my few posts Steve. Deliberately so.
    Trying to turn those wrinkle lines upward.
    I must admit,my first thought after reading, was from Ogden’s Nut Gone Flake by the Small Faces…Happy Days Toy Town.
    “life’s just a bowl of all bran.
    you wake up every morning and it’s there”.
    What’s the treatment for this malaise of yours ?
    Time and circumstance is all I can say….no magic potion.
    Although I indulged in every elixir, herb and powder seeking the cure to mine 14 distant years ago… ?
    There’s still plentiful flashes of your art in your prose, but this is not English class, and I’m not the one to analyse or be sycophantic.
    I feel your anguish mate. It’s like being served a shit sandwich and no sauce to take the taste away
    You have a lot of people in your corner batting for you.
    I hope your U.S. tour is a resounding and distracting personal success.
    Still thinking about the Sydney pilgrimage in April…the longer I procrastinate, the further from the stage I’ll be.

  6. avatar
    Karin | 21 January 2011 at 8:13 pm #

    words, love to read your words, the emotion behind those words…………………

  7. avatar
    eekie | 21 January 2011 at 8:13 pm #

    Hey, if you have to get through your days with no joy or interest in life, you might as well do it on tour. At least you’ll accomplish something. And it can’t hurt to be someplace else for a while. Perhaps when you return home, you’ll find life’s a bit brighter then it was when you left. Time does help. Sometimes it’s the only thing that helps.

    Re: Tinnitus — this is an interesting article on a possible treatment.

  8. avatar
    PINK CHURCH FLOYD | 21 January 2011 at 8:19 pm #

    For a Blog that you thought wasn’t much, i loved.
    You look and think great for your age.
    You defiantly have no sign of Dementia! lol
    The ears and the eyes, well, that’s just physical aging,
    And living the life you lived/live… well, put it this way
    You’re a bit of an unstoppable gun Kilb’s
    Your spirit still soars as it did in the 80s
    The body may have slown down budd, but not as quickly as most….
    It’s like your spirit is in control of your body
    Tc Kilb’s
    Love Ange xoxo

  9. avatar
    Dutchpierre | 21 January 2011 at 8:56 pm #

    The kids must’ve had a ball
    I feel your pain but there is a future – you know that.
    Stiff upper lip chap
    You’re a diamond geezer.

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 January 2011 at 9:01 pm #

    sometimes now that I started reading your blog, I wonder if it will be the last time we get to see you guys play over here — and that seems so sad so maybe shouldn’t read/know too much — It’s been years and then you think, bahgeeze — the party can’t ever be over… they’ll do it again and again and again. They have to… That’s hope or a prayer or whatever — but thank you.

  11. avatar
    princey | 21 January 2011 at 9:59 pm #

    Hi sk, sorry you’re feeling so down, sending u lots of love,

  12. avatar
    Heather daydream | 21 January 2011 at 10:37 pm #

    maybe it’s an idea to just exist and be still and do “nothing” for a bit….especially before the big tour; you’re gonna.
    you got the wind the sand the stars

  13. avatar
    Heather daydream | 21 January 2011 at 10:39 pm #

    du do do, du dooo do

  14. avatar
    Jason (jmb066) | 21 January 2011 at 10:41 pm #


    I know what its like when your personal life effects everything else around you, been there a few times. Will you at least get a week or so before you leave with your daughters? Having them home will take your mind off some of your worries and no doubt you will all take care of each other. Kids are remarkable in that way. Dont be too hard on the creativity front, have you really took stock of your efforts the last few months?

    KK2, ISi2. Aussie tour, new Church album recorded, David Neil, GB3, misc shows, and now and upcoming US tour. You deserve a break and thensome.

    Sorry to hear about your ears and eyes. I truly hope this tour and upcoming projects will reward you with enough profit to take some time off so you can spend time with your kids, as far as coming here to write for yourself. You are never alone and we are here for you and cant thank you enough for all that you have done for us.


  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 21 January 2011 at 10:53 pm #

    Hey…take care!
    Wish I could somehow help you through these times,the way your music did for me all those years ago when I was in a place I didn’t want to be in.Still does now really.The Church was ALL I had to keep me going,to be with me in the times of darkness,something new to look forward to.Oh how I treasure those live performances.
    Through all of those dark times I did emerge into a lighter place eventually.Wow,the things I have done and experienced since then.Glad I stuck around!Life can be tough at times,and I can be hesitant to make big changes,but every time I found the courage to make those changes it somehow got the energy flowing and things dropped into place,amazingly enough.
    Please look after yourself and make sure to eat some lovely fresh foods too.
    Be gentle to yourself and yours SK!
    Much love and sunshine x

  16. avatar
    Scott Coan | 21 January 2011 at 11:12 pm #

    I always wear earplugs now, but I’m not flanked by monitors. I will need bifocals this year. You’ve given so much to people like me Steve. But the music will live on. Give up touring – spend time with your children. Write another book. The Time Being is the Time Going. Don’t let it all slip away. True fans will understand.

  17. avatar
    Christine | 21 January 2011 at 11:39 pm #

    Oh for a walk, down by the shore…how I miss it…

  18. avatar
    Once | 21 January 2011 at 11:43 pm #

    I felt this way (or similarly)springtime last year. Was thinking about it driving home yesterday, in fact. “Mandatory Marley” was on the radio, at the completely randomly selected time of 4:20. I like reggae; probably cuz I can’t make out the lyrics, so I don’t over-think it. I just relaxed. Utterly. Unusual for me. Anyway, I do some of my best thinking while driving (the best is when sleeping, but it’s hard to remember, then). This got me into trouble last spring, after a little too much wine. Sheer hell followed that. The long hot summer; shackles, dirt and razor wire. Lots of time to think. Strange thing happened, though. I realized that I was part of something bigger than myself. An important part, an integral part, something very necessary – despite my feelings of insignificance. I wish I could explain it better, but it’s 6AM, no coffee yet. My last day in, there was a rainbow over the yard, the most vivid I have ever seen. Everybody was in awe. Writing it down makes it sound trite, but feeling it was different. I won’t say that it was “a sign”, but it somehow changed everything. Consider it a metaphor, then. Something will happen that will change you. Your own metaphor. Be ready for it.

    Best wishes always –

  19. avatar
    Ingrid | 21 January 2011 at 11:54 pm #

    I hope you went for your walk or swim and you feel better. Maybe a cup of coffee and a relaxing chat with one of your admiring fans would make you feel a lot better and not so melancholy.

    See you soon

  20. avatar
    mjfrim | 22 January 2011 at 3:14 am #

    I feel your pain brother. MJ FRIMO GR, MICH

  21. avatar
    cazziem | 22 January 2011 at 3:24 am #

    i feel increasingly isolated from the world of sight and sound

    Rest assured SK these sense are within the mind even more that eyes and ears. I know things will improve for you my friend, but you have to accept the genuine care and love that comes to you in order to heal your pains. xx

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 22 January 2011 at 3:27 am #

    Those little angels will spark the heart, if only briefly before you depart. Trusted hands, your brothers are. Your family are the mortar that holds your building in place. Yes, over so many of these years the relic looks weathered and ancient to some. But in many eyes who gaze upon you with wonderment, we sign the papers passed before us declaring you as an ‘architectural achievement’ with landmark status. You shudder as a pesky voice proclaims “move along now, sign the papers and move along”, but with disbelief you throw forth a smirky question to the announcer…”are they all here for me, for us?” -“yes they are” he rudely replies, “but I dont see the reason why…you all were famous oh so long ago”. Than you take a long step back and place your rough dry hands behind your solid frame and smile. “Yes, they are all here to see me…to see us, are they not…and that line for signing your documents…well my god…it stretches for miles and miles, coast to coast I do believe fine sir…so hush it now and let the people…my people, our people pass”. Than a soft yet remarkable sound fills the air…Church bells tolling with no set hour to define. A cathedral was behind you, behind everyone. And with no markings or inscriptions noticeable. With awe and grand amazement… you, and everyone else, can see light emitting thru each of the stain glass windows, Each window…a perfect replica of every album cover you have ever created. “Fancy that…” as your now are aglow with assurance. The now tired man with so many papers in hand, just sighs as he replies: “this , it , cannot go on forever” and before he is able to speak his final word. The masses of people, your friends and fans, shout out in unison ” IT WILL GO ON FOREVER !!! ”

    Love you Steve…

    Darrin K.

  23. avatar
    Anonymous | 22 January 2011 at 3:45 am #

    I once dated someone with constant ringing in his ears and complete hearing loss in one ear. He tried every type of doctor, audiologist, naturopath, etc… I felt helpless. Ultimately, treating it, curing it, eleviating it seems to be random and different for everyone. I certainly hope you find something that works for you. Thinking about it, I believe the look on your face in many of your photos and perhaps a bit of what you write is being affected by your discomfort. For us readers, that’s not a bad thing. I don’t know why so many of us are able to write when there is some type or level of distress. I’ve actually tried to write when happy, or somewhat content – nothing. I guess there’s no fodder.

    Hang in there for your US tour. I’m sure you’ll ‘get into it’ once your here. As for me, I’m bummed as your Feb 4th SF gig gets closer… I’m having a difficult time pulling the rabbit out of the hat to make it, and running out of time, especially since I’m out of state now. Peace to you.

  24. avatar
    davem | 22 January 2011 at 3:54 am #

    That was really sad.
    It’s horrible to see someone who has made such a difference to my life feeling so low.
    Thinking of you.

  25. avatar
    pennybridge | 22 January 2011 at 4:49 am #

    Some days, like today
    Sheer willpower comes up with the best blogs

    Much love and support,

  26. avatar
    Dov Friedman | 22 January 2011 at 5:36 am #

    Hi Steve,
    Yesterday I awoke and to my head came a version of “Mistress” that consisted only of your voice and lush orchestration–it seemed quite lovely and perhaps something to really consider!

  27. avatar
    andy | 22 January 2011 at 6:21 am #

    feeling a tad voyeuristic reading the last few blogs….
    too candid, even for me.
    i find myself unable to respond in any meaningful way.
    but i AM here,
    and i do care…….

  28. avatar
    Linjo | 22 January 2011 at 8:41 am #

    Yeah that was really sad to read. The worse thing you can do when you are depressed is to isolate yourself but that’s what we do I know. Big cyber hug to you Steve xoxoxo

  29. avatar
    hellbound heart | 22 January 2011 at 8:47 am #

    you’ll come out the other side of this….you will see the light again…..
    Love always……….

  30. avatar
    evilren | 22 January 2011 at 10:16 am #

    preserve what’s left of your hearing at all costs Steve, it’s terrible having hearing
    loss and being a musician.

  31. avatar
    Lara | 22 January 2011 at 10:42 am #

    At least you now know that the willpower produces some pretty good stuff.

  32. avatar
    Once | 22 January 2011 at 11:21 am #

    Ok, I am fully awake now, work is done for the day (huge accident on the freeway, 15-minute drive took an hour – how ironic, loads of time to think), so maybe I can explain it better. I will naturally avoid any religious diatribe, because this is not the place for it, and frankly, I have no desire to shove that at people – each to his/her own.

    Let’s call it karma. So the 80’s were rather hedonistic. I think you’ve (eloquently) established that. And, you seem somewhat disillusioned now. Also established. But think about it (I know, you have, just humor me…I’m not an expert, and you’re not an insect pinned to cardboard, far from it, but)…you said it yourself:

    “yes this great song i wrote it really meant something to ya didnt it

    Ummm…yes it did. More than you could possibly know.

    The Church are, have always been, a cut above the rest. Everyone here believes that. I think that it is more than a belief – it is a fact. And why is this? A fortuitous combination of personalities and talent, yes…but also – because of you. (I hesitate to say that you “are” The Church…without the others, it would not have been the same…but – the solo stuff and Hex and Jack Frost, etc. are also phenomenal…note to self, spin “Antelope” when finished with this).

    The impact you have made on many of us is a wonderous thing. We’ve spent years listening to, and feeling, your creativity and talent…and, as one reader above said, being inspired by it…and being HELPED by it.

    Here’s where I need to avoid the religious stuff (what’s the difference between Kilbey and Jesus? Steve is still on the cross…lol, sorry couldn’t resist that one)…do you not believe that a worthy life leaves beauty and inspiration behind it in the end?? And, if this is the case, do you not feel…well, happy about what you have done – what you’ve given to people?

    Is This Where You Live, It’s No Reason, Constant in Opal, Myrrh, Antenna…all of ’em…Pangaea being a hypnotic trip that I so so love. Soulsong. Posted that to my friend Ena. Insta-fan.

    And, ya know what my favorite thing that you have ever done was? Musically, that is?

    Unearthed. Yes, even more so than The Church. I could listen to that on a loop forever. I know it was long ago, but that doesn’t matter. Time is relative.

    The point here is this: instead of being distressed by what is not happening right now, and feeling regret about the things that mingled with your success, and longing for something seemingly unknown…

    YOU ARE STEVE KILBEY. You have made this place, this earth, a better place – not by picking up litter or adopting animals or visiting pensioners in hospital (all worthy pursuits), but by gutting yourself and letting us all see, and hear, the music that is you. Ya know how many people will NEVER do that? A lot.

    What’s left for you? Beyond the love and appreciation and general accolades? What can take away the emptiness and driving force to do more, do better, do always?

    Nothing, mate. You’re an artist.

    This IS where you live, and you are STILL GOOD AT IT.

    We love you, Steve.

    Thank you,
    and carry on,
    Out of this world…


    • avatar
      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 22 January 2011 at 2:05 pm #

      That was very nicely written. I enjoyed that very much. Each of us have a favorite flavor of SK, with or without fellow band mates … new or old. I often find those with impressionable talents, suffer inner turmoil the greatest. Could it be that they have given so much of themselves in a song, poem, or painting. And when the adrenaline rush levels off to near normalcy, they feel out of touch, out of tune with the present moments…people or places. Does it become a state of ‘disorientation’ for the creator. I know that after I finish a painting…I sit and study it, as if entranced, for long periods of time, as if I had wished it wasn’t completed, because I do not want to feel an emptiness again.

      My loop-de-loop has been P=A since 1992. So, with this upcoming tour, I feel blessed that something…something I thought I was never going to listen to “live”, will soon be upon us all. Yes, Jay will not be there-pounding and splashing away with a symbiotic presence along side SK. But I am so anxious to hear Tim’s method to the maddening percussion that fills P=A. He will pull it off, this I am sure of.

      Keep contributing as you do, Donna. It is a refreshing take on someones unconditional devotion to an artist and a friend and you have a sly sense of humor that rings true.

      Darrin K.

      • avatar
        Once | 23 January 2011 at 5:15 am #

        LOL, why thank you, Darrin. I agree with your comment as well. I was off work the first week of January, and intended to work on my “novel” (the outline has been well-received, if I could only move the thing forward); ended up sitting on the sofa watching lame Lifetime movies and drinking bloody marys for 2 days straight, animating only to go to the fridge and cut limes. Then I ran out of Worcestershire and had to leave the house. OMG.

        So that didn’t get done, and most likely for the reason you stated above – once I finish it, I won’t have it to look forward to. Then what??

        For as much talent that is on the surface of many, there is so much more beneath that. I tend to believe that no human being will ever reach his/her ‘full’ potential – we’re not made that way. (Human design error). And the better that you are at something, the harder is is to do it sometimes. Getting in touch with the inner spirit while staying in touch with the outside world can be a challenge. Much easier to say, f**k it, and retreat from both. Happens to the best.

        Thank God in SK’s case it seems to be temporary. That’s real passion, and I believe in it.

        Keep well, friend…


  33. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 22 January 2011 at 11:50 am #

    What ever happened to those awesome, angry blogs regarding mankind’s mistreatement of animals. Have you left that noble cause SK. these blogs sound like those of a carnivore instead of the enlightened Vishnu like Steve Kilbey that I originally knew ! I’m a horrible human being but I still blame it on slaughterhouses for driving me insane.

    • avatar
      thetimebeing | 22 January 2011 at 12:40 pm #

      im still a veg
      i will never change
      guess i been caught up in my own dramas
      maintain the rage against meat my man
      and i will too

      • avatar
        Freddie | 22 January 2011 at 1:34 pm #

        And I will three!
        I still go back to that blog you wrote
        after the vegan festival a couple years ago.
        God, that was powerful!

        • avatar
          Cocoamo | 24 January 2011 at 1:39 pm #

          Me makes four.

          Sorry, a bit slow on the uptake.

          Your friend in Pennsylvania
          (Now in Cocoa Beach)

    • avatar
      Once | 23 January 2011 at 9:37 am #

      Was chatting about this on Facebook with a couple ‘socially aware friends’, asked if there were any documentaries out there to help raise my own awareness. OMG. Yes, there, are – this is one of ’em:

      Just finished watching it. Cried through the whole thing, and had to pause it to throw up.

      Probably the most important film I’ve ever seen. I’d feel better if it was just a ‘scare tactic’, but the truth is, these things actually happen. Every day.

      Pardon the political interlude, and don’t watch this unless you can handle it.

  34. avatar
    Once | 22 January 2011 at 12:21 pm #

    Listening to Unearthed now…

    Happy with my lazy ambition – happpyhappyhappyhappy…

    God, I LOVE this….

  35. avatar
    Once | 22 January 2011 at 12:24 pm #

    Oh – and? The best song ever written by anyone, anywhere, everywhere…

    Nothing Inside.


    • avatar
      Once | 22 January 2011 at 12:57 pm #

      Omg. Put on 23 immediately after.

      Musical orgasm….speedball..

      The perfect mix.

    • avatar
      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 22 January 2011 at 2:08 pm #

      For me…that would be an arc of three… “Old Flame-Chaos-Film”

      Enjoy the weekend,
      Darrin K.

      • avatar
        Once | 23 January 2011 at 3:55 am #

        You too, Darrin! Starting it off with a small hangover and a large soy latte…not bad, but what the hell did I eat last night?? Grillled eggplant, tortilla chips, carrot cake, ginger cookies…Lord. No McDonald’s wrappers anywhere, tho, that’s good (friends don’t let friends eat meat). Great listening evening, for sure…

        The juxtaposition of albums past and present is truly mindblowing, this bodes well for the upcomings shows; genius idea, that. Dawned on me this morning – the sheer scope of the work is impressive enough…the fact that all of it is consistently brilliant is almost difficult to fathom.

        Very much looking forward to seeing it live…

  36. avatar
    Zuma | 22 January 2011 at 12:27 pm #

    your kindness over the years can not be under estimated, thanks for sharing your thoughts, dreams and songs, Frank, Elvis, Paul, John, have all been there, get back to where once belong.

  37. avatar
    Cocoamo | 22 January 2011 at 12:50 pm #

    I am so sorry about your pain.

    I won’t be within 1000 miles of your tour this year, and won’t be able to get away. You know if I could, I’d be there with chocolate covered strawberries, toasted almonds, or any other offering I could bring in homage to my beloved Church. But not this time.

    Sorry. Break a leg and I hope the travel will not be too wearisome. Safe, smooth flight and interesting person to sit next to on the plane, I hope.

    Your friend in Pennsylvania
    (Now in Cocoa Beach)

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    Narelle | 22 January 2011 at 1:03 pm #

    hello Steve
    if you took that walk last….the moon….the rustic colours…combine that with the king tide…fingers crossed.
    Theres lot of brilliant minds, smarty pants folk out there who devote theirs lives to finding cures…and they will do just that…..with more $$s…just have to convince the greedy pigs to give up some of their wealth…and food (the only other site I click, click, click on (OCD at its best) is the QMS. Gary Duncan…the one remaining musician left on my bucket list, has posted a goodie)…and why do I do that…I don’t know…I just do
    take care

  39. avatar
    Once | 22 January 2011 at 1:04 pm #

    OMG. Put on 23 immediately after.

    Musical orgasm. Speedball.

    Wow..Steve, you have grown so much. You still seem young, just wiser. VERY MUCH wiser.

    Our bodies get old…but WE don’t. I’m still the same as I was when I was 9…diff is, I have more shit to deal with…ha.

    Anyway – it’s 420 here, and I hope…I hope…that you are…

  40. avatar
    Freddie | 22 January 2011 at 1:23 pm #

    Lately words have been hard to find
    but I’m out here reading every blog.
    I just want to let you know that I’m thinking about you,
    praying for you and sending my love.
    You deserve to be happy Steven Kilbey.

  41. avatar
    Jonny Hollywood | 22 January 2011 at 2:33 pm #

    that’s how it happens SK living life by the drop…

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    Donna | 22 January 2011 at 2:59 pm #

    What you’ve been going though has obviously been unbelievably difficult. I’m so sorry…. I’m waiting for that day when you let us know things are looking much brighter. I’ll be so happy for you! ALL of us will be!

    Hang in there.

    Lotsa love, Donna

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