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Peculiar epiphanies on this particular evening;
One pensive penguin and a thousand more bleeding;
Whilst words work wonders inside of my head;
The invisible other - she leaves me for dead.
So dying I do what others have said;
And try to remember,
Try to forget.

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to do (Tomorrow) feb 28 2007

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