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July 09, 2003 I hope the exit is joyful. And I hope never to return. (Frida) If I could draw or paint...I'd paint a girl. A girl standing infront of a mirror...staring at herself. She stares long and hard. Trying to recognize the truth from lies. Her reflection shows an old woman...bitter and tired. There are wrinkles on her hands, neck and face...lines around the mouth...deep engravings where a smile had once been. The eyes droop, weary...reflecting a life lived too long. Hair receding and grey...lacking lusture. And in the middle of her chest...a deep black hole...and from the hole...shadows of a million figures running for their life. If I could paint, I would paint this. (4:23 PM) ~`~
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