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chronique de l' amour.
Monday, October 18, 2010
the weight.
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jockey full of bourbon.
Good grief, I said, ‘If.' I meant ‘When.'
it came as quickly as the first.
#8.
hora aliya.
i already am, always was, and still have time to be.
we look each other in the eyes, but what for?
breathless.
dresses dream dog dad.
too much.
he's just trying to get it all down.
the weight.
i have my books.
the renowned, unknown.
little vs. big.
allen will be the only one working.
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