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I really do miss it here. Is anyone out there?
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Frigid february night, rain rushing to kiss the earth. I am wrapped in cashmere and your arms’ now a distant memory so I turn and walk as far as my body will allow. Hands numb, I bring them to my mouth, hoping to warm my hands enough so this shade of purple can fade, but all that I can do is piece words together in my head. Words I tried to keep at ( Read more... ) -
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Joy,
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“Sometimes I don't know how to place my happiness, so I contain it and just smile inside.” -
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i am waging this war against myself, my rebellion, my sweet downfall.
