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[Jul. 19th, 2010|03:26 pm]
david gerberding
'Yesterday I told myself that today will be a new day. It isn't. It's a shell of what tomorrow once represented. Everything is grey. Everything is empty today. There are no reasons, there is no fate. It's all random. Random little ants going about their way. A million dragonflies not spreading their wings. Butterflies content with bein' catterpillars. An airship graveyard. An eight foot wingspan that you clipped.'
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