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Saki
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Friday, April 11, 2008
the i who came in from the cold
some words that i like - gossamer, epiphany, equivocal, melancholy, lapis lazuli....
such
blue
words.what do the words one likes the most tell about oneself? that one is an incorrigible kill-joy?
the words just fly off...
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