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[19 Nov 2005|08:43am] |
. . . If you don't get the poetic irony now, I suppose you never will.
You will never get the beauty of all of this.
And I won't waste my time feeling sorry for your blinded eyes.
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[19 Nov 2005|04:32pm] |
I am thought-provoked.
Like hell if anyone anywhere is getting an entry out of me, though.
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[19 Nov 2005|05:42pm] |
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42.
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[19 Nov 2005|08:05pm] |
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Mr. God, grant me my own mighty anagram.
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[19 Nov 2005|09:01pm] |
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Hope you are quite prepared to die.
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[19 Nov 2005|09:38pm] |
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Dance with me.
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