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Sep 04, 2004 17:42

Sometimes at night when I'm restless and I can't sleep, my mind wanders off and eventually trips over you. I drift off into a dream where I am no taller than an acorn and all around me are the people I know. The people I've seen in the halls at school, the lady who works in the dash-in up the road where we used to go and buy cherry flavoured laffy ( Read more... )

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gr0undzer0 September 5 2004, 14:46:03 UTC
If you are as small as you say .. then it must be something internal. No matter what giant I look at... I see you. I never wanted to accept it.

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