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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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Monday, February 09, 2004
well i am glad everyone else has their rooming situations figured out.
that is great.
i am glad i am not needed in this process.
i am glad i am not needed.
10:41 PM
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