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October 31, 2006

Vertigo

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I’ve never wanted to fly

But I’ve always liked the idea of having wings

And someday if my feet don’t touch the ground, I don’t want it to happen because I am hollow like an empty bag

Or I don’t want to weigh tons and need an opposite reaction to be lifted

And everybody knows there is something wrong with planes

I’ve never wanted to fly anyway, but I am amazed like everybody else

Because both darkness and light fall from the skies..

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