| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - i do not know why, but it is not right. everything's cold and I am alone. i hurt. if i write all of this in my livejournal, my friends will nag on me like last time. they are sort of my friends. i guess you could say they are my superficial pals. they do not really know me. they do not really care about anything other than the clothes i wear and if i can help them. I am the silent one that listens to all
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