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    <title>i was once /~fastfoods.</title>
    <published>2008-01-14T20:09:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:30px; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:-4px;"&gt;People like me and &lt;a href=""&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;, who understand that our behaviour is open for reprimand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:;"&gt;Boundaries I hate, as I know you do. Expression doesn't have much use for glue. I've read your work and I must confess your vision is always the best. I know it's hard, trust me...I'm there in that place that they call nowhere. So many rooms, not enough time -- some might consider it a crime. To abandon its ideals like so many do, such animals belong in the city zoo. Please open the door, I'm not like them, a wolf to tear you limb from limb. I would understand--I do understand that happiness and joy can be so bland. Something that I have come to face is that we must all embrace that dark place. Why does the dark frighten so? Surely I believe that I do know. Dark is simply the other side from it we run in stride but to know those other voices and rooms we must all welcome the gloom. To unveil the complete mind, I try. You do as well, and sometimes you cry. Just open the door and give me a sign, show me yours and I'll show you mine. Mysterious, this is, standing at your door, always wondering if there will be no more&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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