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Thursday, 02 September 2004 |
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impossible to escape the nightmare constantly reclaiming me. scratching out an escape only to hear 'where're you going, girl?' a faint ray disappears again. years of 'faith' 'you can do it' 'it will get better' wither to nothing. still balancing the egg and spoon, walking the tightrope, blindfolded, no net. hopes pinned on ether, it's hard to believe anything, anymore. ~~ by
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