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Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
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I am moody.
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[I am not very good at html]
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sometimes i wish... [a blog]
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Friday, July 19, 2002
trunk fulla amps
so i was gunna do that blogathon for charity thing, but i will be out of town... :(
this is the most beautiful song ever created, by the way. [you can just give them a fake email address]
11:50 AM
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