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By xxcoolheart

you sitting there in front of the screen the words you write what do they mean? they tell me to analyze the text but how do I know if what i say is best? you standing there with the pen in your hand don't you understand why everything in this world is in the palm of your hand? there are lessons we learn as we go along and though it is cliche they do make us strong as i sit here in my corner with air blowing on my back i seal my eyes shut and wait

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August 24, 2012 01:17sweetNsour

i like this, keeingp writ