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i watched you change into a fly. i looked away. you were on fire. and i watched a change in you--it's like you never had wings. now you feel alive. today has been... well. lousy. no good anger pain mixed with-- you know, fuck it. i don't know why i bother. i shouldn't have erased what i wrote earlier. it doesn't matter. none of it does. today = shit-foul mood (at least three times worse than pisspoor)
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