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She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Tuesday, January 08, 2002

Dear god...I reak of cigarettes...I wonder if my parents relised this yet...

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