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"My eyes are clear." Had he really said that? Stupid pratt! Just because he'd got a soul, didn't mean he wasn't jealous. Something had changed though, and he knew whatever he wanted it wasn't all about Eros any more, despite the passion. Love came in all forms. Like little chubby cherubs with a poncy bow and arrow adorning the gaudy cards on display at this time of the year. What idiot chose that? Anyway, Valentine wasn't just about Eros, either. Maybe the Greeks had it right all along? Pity that. Agapé Day just didn't have the same ring to it.

Feb.14th 2006