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Wednesday, March 16, 2005 sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me... -old saying, old lie toughest lesson i learned was that life doesn't come with erasers.i couldn't make something that had happened, not happen.even imagination is powerless.we tell ourselves it takes more time to send someone over the edge...maybe so, maybe not..but there are no erasers. (i hope he's happy.he deserves it.in many ways, i think he helped shape me, helped me learn how to accept the side of myself i refused to see) margret at Wednesday, March 16, 2005
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