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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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Saturday, August 02, 2008
I feel it in my bones. I think it's over.
Leave no time to mope and mourn.
Merely roll over, and start anew.
Ouch. So simple.
Yet so hard.
I had it coming.
- dyseluxon,
8/02/2008 05:17:00 PM
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