I was blindfolded again tonight. Blurred objects and scented candles stumbled through what cannot be called my sight. I walked on through the darkness in silence, hands clasped blindly to a man I did not know. I followed blindly and faith
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but i really like reading your journal because you think. and you say what you think..and what you do..and how you feel.
it's cool.
it feels like you're letting me read you heart or something..i don't know..but i like it.
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