To Aid An_ Cage
2004-03-08 - 6:22 p.m.
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This is what I cannot write about. This is what I cannot think about. This is what I cannot fight about. This is what I cannot dream about. It hurts to lie to yourself more than anything, and it's scary to fear the reality of it--that strange dream of the world that spun in my head. I'm a stranger to myself and to my friends and family. I am a stranger being than I would ever have thought, and I am stranger still for wanting to understand that which I cannot.PEACE - Tristan
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