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Monday, September 14, 2009

I don't know life; I know how to breathe

I don't know what it means to live. I don't know life I don't know who does life. I don't know who I live with. Who I do life with. I don't know anything not how to stand but I do know how to breathe and that, right now, is on what I live evidence of my ability to be melodramatic

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