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22 September 2006

nothing fits...


I don't have any answers, but I don't need them. I won't let myself question this.
This is simple sweet serenity.
I feel young, and new, and open. Unafraid and unabashed.
This is a long deep breath of fresh air on a crisp and clear day.
Sunight filtered through eggshell white falling gently on a sea of purples.
The tones of much needed rest and relaxation.

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