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				Mar 10th, 2004, 02:38 PM
			
			
			
		
			
			       
				
			
			  
		
 
	
	
		
		
		Good. I'll have to get that then. 
		
	
		
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				She whispered "Every time you justify, another good in you dies" 
Your faith and fear seared me, and love and you pull all the right strings 
"How we get older, how we forget about each other", she said 
Entwined within the sadder of days
			 
		
		
		
		
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