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A little girl. Not a child I don't think- probably a young teen- but little in that she was childlike. I don't know where, somewhere here on the internet several years ago- a blog or chat room or something. I don't even know what she was talking about, but it made me so sad- and I never forgot what she said. I only remember one thing: "She hurted me".

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in the middle of the action, it's a dance lane, life. and i think about the passion, but it's not quite right. in the midst of my composure, am i off the wheel? in the knowing of the knower, it forgot to feel. what was worried with the dreamline re-writing the web_ re-writing the web_ inside my head. in the middle of the action, it's a dream lane, life. and i think about the action on this london night]. but the words are just conclusions and the dream is just a way for confessions to be wor...

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