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Aug 27, 2008 15:44

I am back in the dance.
Memories flooding and I am starting to feel whole again.

The raven is not my Father.

The Raven is a hungry bird that only wants hearts.
I was a fool to be it's waitress.

I am a ballerina and I cannot miss the next steps.

Find the balance betwen love and me.

It is just me and Fakir now. Duck is gone and I can't blame her.
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