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Jan 05, 2005 20:11

Thoughts and memories coalesce into fog; you're trying to forget. I see your happiness ebbing away, slower than a tide, but just as inevitable. If I could stop this tide, I would. But I don't know how to. You're not a computer, with a hard drive to erase things off of. You're not a WordPerfect document that can be altered. You're not something I can fix. You're not made out of words. Words that I can twist around, find the perfect phrasing, and save. Somewhere there is a magic way to add up your numbers, add and subtract to find the answer, true and correct.

This is for all of you, but some more than others.

Keep this in mind, my dears. Anyone who messes with you will have to answer to me. Anything that I can do, I will.

This was my fiercely protective entry of the day.

Loves yous!
-Cari
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