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Friday, May 12, 2006

The Death of Me

"Why did we have to meet, on the night I lost my head?"


Peace.


Sweet.


I helped him become an American.


He's my age here. If only I'd met him then. Of course he didn't speak English then.


He makes me crazy. Insane.









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