It's coming, let it come. I'm used to fighting it. Fought it last night and won. Kept it down and body surfed until I hit sand. No reason not to, it's in my blood. And what is in your blood is what you stick to. It's what you know. What the hell did we ever know?
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i read everyone of these that came out tonight. it is good to see you honest, more than ever before. it is good to meet you all over again. my heart is with you, for you, yours.
it is yours, and yours is mine, and we are our beloved's and all of this isn't the end, but only part of the beginning.
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