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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
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Wednesday, February 04, 2004
the disease of the great is that they think too much
- dyseluxon,
2/04/2004 03:44:00 AM
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