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Post by Ann on Jun 17, 2004 7:53:02 GMT -5
The world is my ashtray, I shall not want. It maketh me disgusting in countless ways. It maketh me a health hazzard in the prime of my life. It maketh me ugly regardless of beauty. It maketh me filthy in haute couture clothes. It maketh me obnoxious to so many others. It maketh me weak to the strong who never started. It maketh me reproachable to those who have quit. It maketh me untouchable to those I long to touch. For all my "MORE LIGHTS" it maketh me less...
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