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Friday, May 17, 2002

Croon

To write a longing you could sell, stroke a progression of minor disasters and seventh sons, and sing certain words � never, always, lost, why, forever � that throw wide nets around schools of small shiny memory fish that swim off through the weave. They will always love you.

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