ha, ha, ms chua.

[harlequinky]

"Of course. You go to your job, right at the old hotel, left,
then left again. You love this job. Apt sounds
mark the passing of the hours. Seagulls. Bells. A flute
practising scales. You swap a coin for a fish on the way home."

"Then suddenly you are lost but not lost, dawdling
on the blue bridge, watching six swans vanish 20
under your feet. The

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[one_fastdance]

this poem sounds familiar. have we done it before or something?

anyw thanks for your comment.

feeling a little better though math made it a little worse. i miss you! (:

[harlequinky]

hahah last mon for unseen?
youve been missed too. heard youve been busybusybusy with the slipper ;D

[disordersarefun]

rakky! today was nice, and made me feel something a little bit more than a mugger zombie. i'm so glad i have you!

till we meet again, hurr.

[harlequinky]

;] squishhug. we meet again tmr!