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Jun 21, 2006 21:52

Finally. I found myself.

And then he came along like rain.

Rain on my parade.

I guess it's in my favor, I don't mind rain.

They always come back. Always. But only when they need me. And then they disappear all over again, just like the rain.

The same cycle.

over

and

over.

You think I'd be used to it by now.

At least I know who I am.
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