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lies, lies, lies
2004-07-13

it's hard to see the beauty in a sunrise anymore knowing what I know. The more beautiful and colourful the sunrise the more polution in the air.

Shooting stars just aren't the same childhood wonder anymore. Now they are just burning rock tumbling through space.

It's hard to live in complete happiness once you realize that the fairytale ending you've always dreamed of will never craddle you into eternity.

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