the dangling partisan




my name is...I was a student of...{informant} 4.

I regret more than you can imagine





Sunday, December 15, 2002
 
TOUCHSTONE.
You have said; but whether wisely or no, let the forest judge.
better that than the dust you sink to, whispering your name as you become one with it, more intimate than any love you've ever had

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