baggage's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jigsaw Clandestine I feel detached. My brain and soul occupying two different corners of the milky way-scraped into fissures, scattered in dust. If I close my eyes, my mind kneels backwards into my spine, and I float happily near the ceiling-defying gravity and loneliness at the same time. If only I could maintain this nirvana. 2:08 p.m. - 2003-03-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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