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sweetleaf
09.19.08 / 11pm
what a touch to my nerve endings reaching all…wow. reminds me of what this lady said on this film i saw, something like, how can anyone as microscopic as a human is, insult or sin against that magnitude of magnificence?
sweetleaf
09.19.08 / 11pm
i think she was speaking on our arrogance in thinking we can?
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i’m a fly in the blouse of god. i’m a flake of fishscale in the house of nod. i’m a deep sleeping sprout that she snuck in the soil just before the weedkiller saturated the sod.
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