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In the holy solipsism of the youngNow I can't walk thru a citystreet w/out eying eachsingle pedestrian. I feelthier vibe thru myskin, the hair on my neck--- it rises.
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Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1
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