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| ClairE | It is the frost you think of first, the pale pink and purple of a sunset. The frost on the grass, and the dying leaves. | 031125 |
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| fetal_musings | ...and once it finds a crevice in your heart, it never leaves. | 031125 |
| ... | ||
| stork daddy | what a selfish lover | 031126 |
| ... | ||
| jane | hey, that's my roommate you're talking about... | 031213 |
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| not god | then zoop on to more winter | 050517 |