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Counterfeit Commonality
1. Wonder and Awe
2. Doubt
3. Forsakenness; retreat to self.
Karl Jaspers talked at me about this.
Diablogue
Thursday, October 1, 2009
She was my Rushmore
I know what had to be, but some days I miss someone to the point of sickness.
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