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some things worth wrinkles and big yawns.
my eyes are sagging from a day long gone. i am going to melt between my sheets when i reach them. i am going to turn on my lamp, turn on annie hall, turn off my cell phone. i am going to dream about libraries and freddie and strong armed men. gardens in france and masquerade balls. successes accompanied by sacrifice. something not quite, but almost, hope.
11:48 pm - February 01, 2009
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