Tuesday, August 2, 2005
> a thin veil between memory and intent
... had wanted to dedicate this entry with what had happened with my studio shoot; over the weekend past ... but strangely enough, there was this strong sense of deja-vu hanging over the air ... a wall-of-mistied-clouds barring my vision of the setting sun ... t'was as if i already had ranted-on about this a while back and that the content would basically be exactly the same, whatever it was/will
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