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Smoke & Smoking
Sep 23, 2004 20:32
5:30 wake up wake up wake up
nothing can be new & nothing can be said
al-ways one & two fourths above the next idea
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essenceofadream
September 23 2004, 18:33:15 UTC
haha I love this icon!
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ofthelike
September 23 2004, 19:57:46 UTC
can i say
i think about you
often
hope you are well
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sobraniye_stikh
September 23 2004, 20:09:03 UTC
i often fear you'd stop altogether
because
oh, i guess i think you're a fine-thinker.
just like a scholar
or a mother's instinct.
(i am well. i hope it's the other-way-around.)
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ofthelike
September 23 2004, 20:35:09 UTC
it is.
been having dreadful inclinations to desperation.
to the silver coloured breakdown.
its sad to think. sad to say.
i suppose its like a close at the end of the day though.
if it makes any sense.
never.
would i forget to think of such fine things as all that surrounds yourself. dear.
but
thats getting ahead of myself.
stay safe and warm
inside.
0x
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i think about you
often
hope you are well
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because
oh, i guess i think you're a fine-thinker.
just like a scholar
or a mother's instinct.
(i am well. i hope it's the other-way-around.)
Reply
been having dreadful inclinations to desperation.
to the silver coloured breakdown.
its sad to think. sad to say.
i suppose its like a close at the end of the day though.
if it makes any sense.
never.
would i forget to think of such fine things as all that surrounds yourself. dear.
but
thats getting ahead of myself.
stay safe and warm
inside.
0x
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