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| story of eau | you still affect me. greatly. you should be flattered. you act like you're not affected, but i see through you. the thing is [as if you'd pretend to care] i have these high falutin' prospects and yet -you- still come to mind. a charismatic, well known artist and an eccentric doctor that want to fly me here or there... with chemistry, at that... but then there's you. plutonian you. i give up on you, i tell myself again and again. | 050122 |