Sometimes, late at night, I sit at my computer, turn on my Itunes, and surf the web a bit. Sometimes I get nostalgic and hit old places, like livejournal, archive.org, and the island. And sometimes, an old song comes on, and reminds me who I am. Who I truly am. I can feel parts of old come back to me, lift to the surface of my soul, and I can
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I know you're still out there though, my friend.
Happy Birthday.
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Happy Birthday!
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