Another night of self pity.
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I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there. I do not die.

I am me.

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    Wednesday, December 06, 2006, 1:19 AM

    Crying is not an option, not a choice.
    is unconscious, is not within my means to stop.
    if crying is a reflection of how your heart is bleeding, i think i am dying.

    God, Allah, buddha, whoevers that can hear mi, pls relieve my pain.