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07.06.2006 - 13:02 Alas, I am reborn! Is that true? Could it be? I haven't any idea. I'm covered in sugary possibility. I taste like magic; I'm shining my new butterfly wings in the late spring sun. Get down, get back, get on this diary; young viewer, I could hold you close or tear you apart. Take your pick, motherfucker. Gorgeous!
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