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Witch Baby Wanted To Ask Ping How To Find Her Jah-love Angel. She Knew Raphael Was Not Him, Even Though Raphael Had The Right Eyes And Smile And Name. She Knew How He Looked--the Angel In Her Dream--but She Didn't Know How To Find Him. Should She Roller-skate Through The Streets In The Evenings When The Streetlights Flicker On? Should She Stow Away To Jamaica On A Cruise Ship And Search For Him In The Rain Forests And Along The Beaches? Would He Come To Her? Was He Waiting, Dreaming Of Her In The Same Way She Waited And Dreamed?

Let's Not Be Afraid Of Anything That Can't Really Hurt Us.

Maybe Her Own Tears Were The Poison That Made Her Grow.

Any Love That Is Love Is Right.

I Want To Be Untouchable And Beautiful And Completely Dead Inside.