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Nov 30, 2005 19:36

...screaming out in sanskrit for someone who would deeply care as thirsty corporations drink your tears, holding hands in silence...

...no ocean like the one within, look to the moonrise with the tides and swim...

...i was born on the other side, of a town ripped in two. and no matter how hard i tried, i'd end up black and blue...

...please could you stop the noise im trying to get some rest from all the unborn chicken voices in my head...

...love is real, real is love, love is asking to be loved...

love love love
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