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| magdalena | I think the truth is that I am just a ragdoll. Found, loved more than anything, then something new comes ago and I am put on a shelf and forgotten until I am needed again. This happens over and over again. | 030228 |
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| .-. | caught by the neck, flailing limply from between clenched jaws | 030228 |