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Nov 27, 2006 20:33

"When I was a young girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. They made me feel so much. A calander that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from the chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table"

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katlillie November 28 2006, 05:31:38 UTC
what is that from?
(let's write music)

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