Art and love are the same thing; it's the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you.

    Awesome... 3 hours of writing and one swift flick of the keyboard washes it away.

    It makes sense, though. That's just how it seems to roll. I finally find the words... and then they vaporize.

    So, fine. Instead... lets listen to a song.

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