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Feb 01, 2009 21:22

i mourned the death of something that was never alive tonight. i wept and wailed for an ending that was never begun. i ripped apart the bindings of a book that was never written.  i exhaled the hot breath of a fire that had never been kindled.
and i will always, always want for something i will never have.

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suitandtieguy February 2 2009, 13:57:49 UTC
nice to see you around again.

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blueandgirl February 2 2009, 15:09:45 UTC
hi eric,

feeling disconsolate certainly makes me more textually verbose.
glad to see that you're *still* around.

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