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07 March 2010 10:40 PM
We miss, only when we've left behind

I miss those days, which felt a lot more carefree.

Which felt like a lifetime ago. Or another lifetime, for that matter.

Before Monday hits me with a blunt bang, I'll go bury myself in my bed of cozy fabrics and read. I had a good weekend, I had a sister in a way.


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