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August 03, 2007 - 9:02 This morning I rode my bike on the grated bridge and wait, was I panting and wind-tearing, or was I simply just sobbing. I�ve had a day like this one before, where my chin feels gone, and my jaw could melt into my stomach. I remember why I felt that way. I don�t know why I feel this way now. I feel flush. Not even my mouth can save me.
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