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immerse yourself again
I love it when art is so overwhelming it just grabs you and takes hold of your entire body and your eyes open up wide to drink in the feeling, gulp it down because you know it will be gone in a moment because it's all ephemeral and fleeting and that's part of the beauty of beauty. I love love. I just. Love. FIN. 7:22 p.m., Saturday, Oct. 29, 2005 |
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