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Jan 15, 2009 05:32

Once was two was one was two is one again. The family unit is made to be broken. Stupid stupid stupid.

Time gets away from me, sometimes. Distractions are effective against an unordered mind. She was happy, and so she thought not of wires and circuits and plastic keys. She uses them to open doors again.

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lovingmybamfgun January 15 2009, 14:34:48 UTC
Are you a poet?

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medeafalls January 15 2009, 16:41:34 UTC
I used to read poetry. Never liked it, though. Pointless, but pretty.

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lovingmybamfgun January 15 2009, 16:47:13 UTC
Ah. The way you write there, it looks a bit like poetry.

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medeafalls January 15 2009, 18:25:04 UTC
Mad prophets are a cliche. Mad poets, less so.

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orderonto January 15 2009, 17:22:57 UTC
Your brother left? I'm sorry to hear that, River.

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medeafalls January 15 2009, 18:22:02 UTC
We're always leaving one another. I should have expected it.

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dirgingcerberus January 15 2009, 17:45:07 UTC
River...

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medeafalls January 15 2009, 18:29:16 UTC
There are places a crew can't follow. Neither can brothers. Sometimes you're just alone in the black.

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dirgingcerberus January 15 2009, 18:33:45 UTC
You aren't alone, River.

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medeafalls January 15 2009, 18:23:49 UTC
A space is open to be filled now. Laws of balance provide.

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sent_back January 15 2009, 18:24:33 UTC
You're still staying with us, River.

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medeafalls January 15 2009, 18:28:21 UTC
The one you thought I was is here now. Previous models grow obsolete.

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tempzilla January 16 2009, 00:14:52 UTC
The family unit is made to be broken.

I know how that feels. I'm so sorry.

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