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2002-04-07 | 10:05 p.m.
the last voice i heard was yours.

ahh, big sonic heaven. good way to start. mr. peter murphy. old songs of summers past.

why is it that scars itch? your body's way off reminding you it's been wounded? do our hearts itch when they've been wounded? i wonder.

it was nice to say goodnight last night.

i've lost all the drives on my computer. i can't even play games. back to the commodore vic 20.

cheers.

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