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Friday, March 23, 2007

Nothing. Zero.

My tribe is the indifferent kind
Stumbling round in the valley of the blind
What are you afraid you'll see
If you open your eyes and take a look at me
Won't you look at me
Don't you want to see
What you made of me
Look at me
Why don't you look at me
You'll see
Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing

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