And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land, if only I could meet the maker. And I am fascinated by the spiritual man and humbled by his humble nature.
And all I need now is intellectual intercourse; a soul to make the hole much deeper.
Thank you, George W. Bush, for reminding me yet again that we never really had any rights. Nobody ever really needed Habeus Corpus anyway, right? Maybe I should end all of my sentences with "right." But that just doesn't feel right
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