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December 24, 2002

naw see I'm back at it, can't figure out why what the hook the tendril the strand is that's caught in my heart why he found me then and why he came looking now–I wasn't good to him; didn't know how, or I wasn't there then; not with him...ahh t'is true I wasn't with him...a mine field stories untold fraught with unbridled passions so earnest so ungroomed so uncomplicated by the complexities surrounding them the war a backdrop drugssex&rock&roll the foreground...it's a bird it's a plane whew it's a man insane...dope will get you through times...