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Saturday, 31 October 2009
The garden couch which knew not.
Your heart is gone, your soul is stolen, your skin stripped off. You are left with confusion, you are not what you think, you are but an empty shell. I have confused your heart, I have stolen your thought, I have stripped you to your shell.
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