Started on Mar 22, 2005.
Completed on Mar 23, 2005.
I thought it was an insidious earworm put there by the art gods, but she said it wasn't. Her theory was that it was like an aural dream. It was that beauty the great poets dream about but describe most poorly and inadequately. lonesome quiet tag cwm i'd keg 'im till 'is nose bleeds! Friday he wrote in his journal - Was einmal gedacht ist... Nobody wanted to tell her she married a dead man
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