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broken hands
stay up all night
waiting for another
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but a jar that refuses to be opened should be left...
chatting with melissa.
in the morning, a muffled burst. water cooler clic...
"a more complex consideration of the identity over...
broken hands stay up all night waiting for another...
simply wonder
(this is not a priority.)
say it right, when you find the answer
curveball.
gone fishing gone bracelet hooks the wrist strings...
fingers all walk down the street, and pinky tries ...
the curtains are soft and dry.
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