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To you my dear
9:24 p.m. 2004-02-11

Its all in hand while you look out the window understanding. Look me in the eye and tell me you understand the ins and outs of the human fragility. The vernacular of the human soul is laid bare under your rare and powerful sight. So you tell me you have it all figured out. You look so secure there, you're posture so straight, your words so evenly matched and deliberate. But the mascara stains on your shirt speak louder than your words. And the circles under your eyes belie the makeup applied so carefully. You are so desperate in your confidence, holding on so tightly to supremacy. But you're a child yet and it'll be so much easier when you give up control.

Running the risk of intense repetition but finding it impossible to resist. The phrase just fits so well lately

Get off your high horse

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words @ jake, layout @ kelly