January 30, 2009
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Strange, isn't it? How you can find love anywhere? How you can find hope in a smile? Anger in a touch, a raised finger. A gesture means so much, more than words ever could. Body movement is the language of the soul. Intuition is a blessing, but yet a curse. I knew she was leaving me, for them. I know when she's lying, I know when she's scared. Did I choose this? No, but I've always wanted a "special talent". Isn't it worse to be oblivious?? Yes. O my mother was right...

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