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subdued star - 2005-11-01 15:48:16
i want to sell hums to maidens, lonely girls trapped in locked towers, silent partners who never know someone's missing them. i want to leave straw on the ground for someone to rest. i want to turn the night into words. i want to make a heart out of wood. nothing ever comes of my dreams.
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cecilia - 2005-11-01 16:32:37
i think you will find if you make a ritual of all of these things - something will most definitely come of it.
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