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| blueberries for you |
i am a student of your experience with many questions to ask. i watch you, as if you are the only living girl. the answers you give me come forth out of a heavy-blanketed sleep, spoken words of incoherence, written sentences from a dead hand, books that were accidently left out in the rain. you are an incompleted puzzle, but i have found the missing pieces one year at a time. let's sit down and snap them into place. |
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| paste! | aucforety | 011107 |