Going through an old blog and found this, which came from a far more beautiful mind than my own.
Goo Goo Bear
2009-10-03 1:49 a.m.
Dear diary,
Oh how I wish that one day I could just sit in a trash can. Not because i have to but because I want to. I don't know how it will be but I imagine it will be something like flying a kite in the middle of a volcano. The beauty of liberating magesty unrequest upon a rolling hill of frozen roses revealed but through the wincing eye of a clandestined portal. Shall the dreamers lie down only to be denied their sacred embrace. Nay, for even a glimpse of paradise, the briefest taste of ambrosia, enlightens and powers. Oh sweet goo goo bear bring me a dream.
Sincerely,
Maritza
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