People, Thank You.


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some people, they leave you with less than a feeling, like the breeze that won’t blow through the patch on your knee, like the twinge you don't get when your taillight's out, like the weight of your chest while you breathe in your sleep, like touching scar tissue where the cut had been deep; but it’s hard to accept such investments were free, so you add up your thoughts and decide and you doubt and you question
your motives but can't find them out;
you're tea leaves on the counter--you'll never spread out and infuse your surroundings with your soul seeping ou
so how is Japan treating you? It's Heather by the way. I don't want you to think I'm some sort of crazy internet stalker.
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Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
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Dance with the devil in beat with the band.
...and thanks for the
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"The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity. "
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