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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.

Sunday, March 03, 2002

some one forgot to call last night...he better have a somewhat good excuse for not doing so (I missed a punk show for him that I promised my friend I'd go to).

posted by Jingles @ 11:49 AM

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