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Saturday, May 23, 2009

stormy weather.

These metal tracks don't dig into the base of your spine quite the way they used to. You're still waiting for some kind of shock to counteract the years you spent jumping off bridges and sinking yourself in the waves that now don't slice through your bones just like before. You once heard that you are most alive when you are closest to dying. Trust you.

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