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Evaporate

There is a shell that is melting away. Bone and ice that once was solid. Illusionary, it’s the word of the day. How intellectual can I get to hide my true feelings? In the cold ice is rock solid but in warm climates it melts away until you are left wet and confused, or worse it evaporates revealing nothing of substance where once there was something solid and beautiful. Kept at arms length in a busy world. I am cold and confused with nothing of substance to hold to my name.
— Conect11, Sep 04, 2007

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Emmanuel Moore

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