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Little I am nervous and doubtful. My memory is checkered. Once I was surrounded by smiling faces and letters, and now, somehow I have little. Call upon my pain to deliver me again. Death to my esteem buried on the living street We made plans to meet inside a discrete coffee shop at three oclock on a dismal morning to talk of the distant journeys that we will undertake when we escape and get to where we are going. This winter is relentless. The cold wind is faceless. I test it without any prior knowledge and lose myself to its fierce calling. Freezing I stick my thumb out. I am nervous and in constant doubt. My memory flickers as a distant image centers which makes me cry for a little while like a little child who has in abundance very little.
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 09:09:07 +0000

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