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Always unhappy where I am. I've never been unhappy in my life, ever.
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Wednesday, October 16, 2002
Too close in fact
A glass of Noir in your hand
On its dark rouge surface
Two green moons
Blazing out a secret.
How deep should I dive in,
To capture the secret?
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