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December 25, 2008 - Thursday
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http://www.truveo.com/id/1798237859
Git Beats "Say Cheeze" The Album Jan,6th 2009 myspace.com/gitbeats myspace.com/usedwax
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February 20, 2008 - Wednesday
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Current mood:  rejuvenated
Category: Music
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September 8, 2006 - Friday
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Current mood:  calm
You who never arrived
You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lost from the start I don't even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment. All the immense images in me--the far-off, deeply-felt landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, and un-suspected turns in the path, and those powerful lands that were once pulsing with the life of the gods--all rise within me to mean you, who forever elude me. You, Beloved, who are all the gardens I have ever gazed at, longing. An open window in a country house--, and you almost stepped out, pensive, to meet me. Streets that I chanced upon,--you had just walked down them and vanished. And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors were still dizzy with your presence and, startled, gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, separate, in the evening...
*rainer maria rilke
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