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Jan 28, 2004 23:10

I run further from reality. With each fictional character, I lose a gesture or remark; faces and memories are condensing. The trees outside look foreign-divergent veins reaching into the sky. And every piece of dead skin I remove takes me further from you.

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.... gummivenus January 29 2004, 07:17:46 UTC
Am I condensing with OJ Simpson ? That'd be kinda cool. Cos I'm innocent.

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