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[joshua_roeber]

It was a quarter past five, the numbers shown bright across her face in a blurred fashion. I opened the curtains slowly as not to wake her. The earliest rays of sunshine fell across her half naked body all sprawled out on the bed. Her hair, light in color was strewn about and plastered to the side of her head. She never looked so beautiful as

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[anonymous]

So when you are a famous author and writer for the New York Times or whatever...you won't forget me will you? I sure hope not.

-caryn

[anonymous]

you are an amazing writer. you are amazing.