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[title] => Three A.M. Thoughts
[time] => 2007-10-01 17:51:32
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[bodytext] => through the sizzling chaos of mass confusion,
through the fiery pit of pride
through the patchwork quilt of heart contusions,
through the days that came down to the nights
for the hours lost in the separate world
of the mind's oblivion
I learned more about myself as that stupid little girl
and I would never do any of it again
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