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By sarahsehee Date: 2004 Mar 08 Comment on this Work [[2004.03.08.17.19.2996]] |
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What do we do when we've tried everything we can? we aren't what we are unless we're a part What does it feel like to rest my cheek against your chest... I want to remember, but memory is broken over edges of time and mountains of water. I can see a possibility, a glimmer of white, only black water drowns it out and I can't hear anything except for my own voice |