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|alastar (profile) wrote, |
on 11-22-2005 at 11:03pm
|Music: the Mars Volta
Subject: There are no nets on solid ground
It's like walking on embers or glass or nails or razors.
These are the times that make thin ledges or tight ropes or balance beams seem easy.
I am confused and corrupting myself, wrapping me up in worry.
There is no need, go to sleep. You're giving yourself too much time to think.
What happened to chainlink? There is something in daylight that makes my armor fade.
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