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August 14, 2006 / 12:37 a.m. I'm always searching for something, I just don't always know what it is. I need someone to save me from myself sometimes. I'm running without sense of directions from something with no intended purpose. I'd like to find a place where I can stand still long enough for the grass to grow beneith my feet. |