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Feb 05, 2009 21:31

I can feel the fire in my heart becoming extinguished as I type this. I lack the freedom to exist in the world the way I want to. I thought my existence before was bound to boredom, but I would kill to be as bored as I was then.

I have so many ideas.

and very little time in which to do them in.

I am getting older.
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