"And if you think I've gone too long
Listen, the sky will sing this song
As it burns up all the memories
That flow, like water, out of me"
Sunday, November 20, 2011
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Of the Different Modes of Acquiring the Non-Understanding of Things, or One Girl's Touching Journey Into Cynicism and Misanthropy
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