7/17/2004

Tis now that day!
That great and glorious day!
When my heart returns to you, and becomes content.
Oh, how I wish that every day was such a day,
But alas, my heart be not of the greatest strength.
Though now, you shall make me whole.

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What? I have not answered you fully?
Why? You cannot see what I see.
Clearly. You shall not be privied to my soul.

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