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2002-07-05 - 10:49 p.m. fyodor dostoevsky writes the novels that define the human realm I heard a song on mix radio.. someone was talking about "love not being what it is supposed to be.." I thought of the word and a thousand emotions came to me, flooding my head. I needed to cry, every cell imploding waiting for the release; and the only form of expression I knew was this. Listen... you'll understand. You will know, as I have
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