� on the edge of reality is nothing at all.. � 2003-03-11 � 11:29 p.m. �
Having the answers... sounds a like a girl I knew... who I guess isn't so far from, though the tainted glass and bits of black obscure the view at times...
There are two sides to every face... there's a changing moment one rape or bus ride away... for everything they know for sure, there's an edge they know nothing of... and you musn't forget it when shaking hands....
You must not lose site of humanity and fraility... for what is, most simply, life.
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