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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.
 
 
   
 
Sunday, February 19, 2006
 
The things you want always come back to you when you cease to crave them, yet at the moment of the gravest intensity it always seems as if it just so unattainable.

I want what I lack, yet I'm afraid I might lose it and fall back into deeper nothingness.

My hands are still empty, and for how much longer?

You just can't win, can you?

 

 
   
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