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By <center>opalescent.</center> •

i wonder if my mind even exists anymore i feel like a mirror fills the vacancy once occupied by an exquisite door rays of opalescent light blocked by an obsolescent need [clearly: not finished]xx

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May 9, 2006 23:23Faith

It needs more, but what you have is very good.