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Tuesday, May 22, 2007 | 8:54 PM

im glad i can play the electric organ. im gald i can play the guitar. im glad that there's music.

LEMONTREE
SavageGarden
the memories it brings back (:
of the near past and those from preschool days.

well; you were right about one thing- the emptiness inside.
i'd never have thought that i'd need someone here when i cried.

well. im glad of my music.

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