Time Heals All Wounds.. And Then Kills the Patient
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Dawn
Dawn
Wed Nov 5 01:24:17 2003
Whistling Beard

I can barely type -- dead tired, but have things to say. Brain keeps slipping away from me, fingers still go. Backspace key is my friend, and yet it may abandon me at any moment.

Wikipedia whispers, Grey, Grey, Grey. Dean isn't one to always be spewing fake apologies. Well, Duh. What do you buy for someone who has, or at least wants everything? Oh, nice spin I want to see this on my upcoming New York Trip. This could be neat, maybe. In philosophy today, my professor covered a paper he had written. It's rather clever,