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[vocedelalma]

She took off her shoes enjoying the feel of ground instead constricting leather crew wear. She walked over towards the glass door to wounded and creaking balcony. Lightly and with longing she placed her fingers on the thin, see through material seperating herself from the world

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wow

[deesseterre]

I read this and was addicted from the first sentence. Good stuff. A question-was part of this maybe written as you? Are you the inspiration for her life/plight? Because I've heard you speak of how you don't seem to matter....just an insight. You do matter. A lot-to your family, and to me. And of course to your friends. I love you, sis!