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1999-12-14 at 14:38:30
It's hard to know you're sane when you hear the leaden doors clang shut--I am my own prison. But I share my iniquity with thee. To you, everything I bestow. Digest these, my poor offerings, and know that I cherish you all. To the Pain! TheVault, at Hotel California. Email: malice@thevault.diaryland.com
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