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dissatisfied 
i don't speak in metaphors. i could trail on in eloquent verbose, but 19 candles and i still am not satisfied. i speak in open doors, but i refuse to let you in. what's the password. karma says, karma says, karma is always talking, karma says. one. two. three. four. i am underneath and every passway stifles thinking. you said but it all means nothing. you say and i learn a wall for every conquered translation. but you are useless without. i will not pull you up again. bring apologies in wicker baskets. i only speak in a single metaphor. i've never opened a single door. 19 years no words.
July 23 2005, 03:58:01 UTC 6 years ago
August 4 2005, 22:29:51 UTC 6 years ago
thank you
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August 5 2005, 14:41:32 UTC 6 years ago
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July 24 2005, 01:13:34 UTC 6 years ago
August 4 2005, 22:30:26 UTC 6 years ago