[5:31 p.m.] : [2001-07-07]
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dear image, the more i know you, the longer now that i have seen you- the less i like who you are (who you really can be). i have seen you at moments of such great promise, i have given away so much. i have seen you and what you could become, the person that you could be. such beauty. but aside from secluded moments, that doesn't seem to be where you want to grow. and that, more than anything else, makes me sad.
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