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May 07, 2006 01:36

I know that there's a point I've missed, a shrine or stone I haven't kissed, a scar that never graced my wrist, a mirror that hasn't met my fist but I can't help feeling like I'm due for a miracle I'm waiting for a sign, I'll stare straight into the sun, and I won't close my eyes till I understand or go blind.

R.I.P- JD Stanfield, April 28th, 1986-May 1st, 2006.
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