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[septemberglows]

the tea is on, on the burner. and the leaves are off, off the trees. the air is cold and crisp, and my nasal passageways are all stuffed up, and i am just looking at half a pomegranite thinking that the world is a pretty beautiful place most of the time.

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[donkeyfly]

hey! are you going to be in new york for the week before chrismas?!? because that's when we are going to be there and i would LOVE to see you.

let me know.