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Wednesday, August 20, 2003
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Sometimes I know that I will never be enough. I feel as if I'm holding my breath under water, wanting the air to go on and on. its so beautiful here. The world swims in shades of blue and green, and sunlight dances in a silver surface above. Like a fish I curve in shades of purest gold, and feel you slide along all my skin. I want it to go on and on, but somehow I was not forged in that mold. i know. i will never be enough.
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