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To: Neocon who wrote (1781)	6/12/1999 3:04:00 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Respond to of 2095

Religio Avowal i. One may walk on burning coals and commamnd mind over matter but to walk on water is asking only to be baptized. Temperament or temperature?

To: Neocon who wrote (1781)	6/14/1999 9:10:00 PM
From: jpmac	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

beginning the end a new way no auditions anyone can play will you join us stars skipping over creeks look the cottage run windows barred now but wait if we were smaller ah, yes that will do nicely

To: Neocon who wrote (1781)	8/3/1999 12:45:00 AM
From: jpmac	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

Blue Valentines Tom Waits She sends me blue valentines All the way from Philadelphia To mark the anniversary Of someone that I used to be And it feels just like there's A warrant out for my arrest Got me checkin' in my rearview mirror And I'm always on the run Thats why I changed my name And I didn't think you'd ever find me here To send me blue valentines Like half forgotten dreams Like a pebble in my shoe As I walk these streets And the ghost of your memory Is the thistle in the kiss And the burgler that can break a roses neck It's the tatooed broken promise That I hide beneath my sleeve And I see you every time I turn my back She sends me blue valentines Though I try to remain at large They're insisting that our love Must have a eulogy Why do I save all of this madness In the nightstand drawer There to haunt upon my shoulders Baby I know I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go With a blind and broken heart That sleeps beneath my lapel She sends me my blue valentines To remind me of my cardinal sin I can never wash the guilt Or get these bloodstains off my hands And it takes a lot of whiskey To take this nightmares go away And I cut my bleedin heart out every nite And I die a little more on each St. Valentines day Remember that I promised I would Write you... These blue valentines blue valentines blue valentines