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Post by rose on Sept 30, 2005 15:27:46 GMT -5
[let] it end [let] it be found diminish all this augmentation before these tulips drown.
panic! you must shout and i don't hear [one] word for you're the [one] to designate
all that seems absurd.
[where] is the sun? i lost it the other day. [where] is the moon? it destroyed my boastful ways.
through this throbbing pain i think of memories i think of blood gushing heart attacks
and ways to express my anxiety.
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