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  <title>a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress</title>
  <subtitle>don't compromise yourself, you're all you've got. ~janis joplin</subtitle>
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    <name>&lt;&lt;sLiMmY.jOnEs&gt;&gt;</name>
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  <updated>2004-10-22T20:08:54Z</updated>
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    <title>this band makes me wanna dance around in my underwear...</title>
    <published>2004-10-22T19:40:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-22T20:08:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Postal Service - "Such Great Heights"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles&lt;br /&gt;In our eyes are mirror images and when&lt;br /&gt;We kiss they're perfectly aligned&lt;br /&gt;And I have to speculate that God himself&lt;br /&gt;Did make us into corresponding shapes like&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle pieces from the clay&lt;br /&gt;True, it may seem like a stretch, but&lt;br /&gt;Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled&lt;br /&gt;Head when you're away when I am missing you to death&lt;br /&gt;When you are out there on the road for&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks of shows and when you scan&lt;br /&gt;The radio, I hope this song will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will see us waving from such great&lt;br /&gt;Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say&lt;br /&gt;But everything looks perfect from far away,&lt;br /&gt;'come down now,' but we'll stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to leave this all on your&lt;br /&gt;Machine but the persistent beat it sounded&lt;br /&gt;Thin upon listening&lt;br /&gt;That frankly will not fly. you will hear&lt;br /&gt;The shrillest highs and lowest lows with&lt;br /&gt;The windows down when this is guiding you home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>because so many have asked...</title>
    <published>2004-08-31T18:37:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-31T18:39:08Z</updated>
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