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Wednesday, July 7, 2010


Everything is a memory.
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      • She didn't complain.
      • Forgive the content.
      • Kiss him squarely on the lips.
      • Sigh.
      • Crawl in a hole.
      • A lull in the shadows.
      • That siren's call.
      • It's that twist she likes.
      • She coddled them.
      • At the last moment.
      • Reborn.
      • She wouldn't let go.
      • They ran in circles.
      • It was hot; dusty.
      • With two bunches of carrots.
      • Gift wrap it with a big red bow.
      • Old time music.
      • A long lunch.
      • Something different.
      • Threadbare.
      • Eating ice cream.
      • She wants to feel good inside.
      • Windows rattling.
      • She braces herself.
      • Everything is a memory.
      • The bus was crowded.
      • Their summer vacation.
      • Three, as a matter of fact.
      • Buried.
      • The chore minded.
      • She was so happy.
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