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5:16 p.m., 2001-11-02
i see your hypnogogic wavering, the slowing of your breathing, the deepening of your chest expansions. you teeter on the brink, walk the fence. as you fall to either side, your outward signs betray the side upon which you fall. the class we share, to you, is merely an inconvenient interruption.
