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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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Saturday, March 08, 2003
i miss mwc already.
man, you guys are so great.
i'll still have fun over break no doubt... but i am still in fredericksburg at heart.
1:48 AM
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