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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.

Saturday, April 06, 2002

caffien is running through my veins...also the desire for one guy...I hope he breaks up with her...or else I'm leavin him alone...

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