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2002-09-11 - 8:56 p.m.

nothing matters. how do you work out where those things were meant to go? when you see something so close up it takes a while to work out what it is. i want some reassurance, i want things to mean things. i want matter, not nothing. i want things to matter.

there's a void but i'd rather not look into it. how fitting.

god bless america.

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