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[methamphetame]

"Grief squeezed at her eggshell heart like it might break into a thousand pieces, its contents running like broken promises into the hollow places his love used to fill. How could she know this pain would end? That love, unlike matter or energy, was in endless supply in the universe... A germ which grows from nothingness which cannot be eradicated

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[spiritbine]

a well put bit of oral poetry... yes, the writing in the X-Files is sometimes really really awesome :)

I have been listening to some X-Files audio books as I drive down south to visit folks, if you have not checked some of them out, they are pretty good.

peace,
- un