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12:28 p.m. 2007-03-21

Devonshire and protractors and this holy trinity of circumspect navigation and parades of guilt like cloudscapes and the distance that just stretches on and on in undulating waves of neon and hail. We are all too busy burning to forget and the fire in our bellies has withered to whispers of redemption and we sing songs holding hands and feeling all alone some mornings in may things get better and then clouds invade inversions of ourselves in the lake

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