| *eyes still slightly wide,August 20 2001 at 2:06 AM
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he lets out a long breath* there is definately something going on... glances at White but what?
Well, if my heart must break,
Dear love, for your sake,
It will break in music, I know,
Poets' hearts break so.
But strange that I was not told
That the brain can hold
In a tiny ivory cell
God's heaven and hell.
~~ Oscar Wilde
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