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[pulsegenerator]

Been forever. Thats ok. I still read what you write. So here is what I write.

This song with no real lyrics.
The ultimate form of expression of depression.
I've never heard a guitar so sad.
An excellent represntation of my current state of mind.
I'm not really here or there.
I'm not anywhere.
But outer space.
I have tasted the maggots in the

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[dailygrant]

Hi.

[pulsegenerator]

hi grant. hows it going?

[dailygrant]

I'm having an excellent year. *raises hand for high five*

[pulsegenerator]

hey, my year has a few good points thus far, but a lot more bad ones.

*slap hands anyways*