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Saturday, April 05, 2008
Leviticus.
The closest thing to perfect.
But the farthest thing from me.
You're the face before the cameras,
The smile I'd like to earn.
Your words they seem to hang above my head.
I will read up on revelations soon.
and I hate the weather.
