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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

again
i walked along the same building. i've always hated the walk and i've always hated the smell. i couldn't remember when was the last time i was there. and there she was, lying down on the bed, waiting for us. hoping that someone would come to accompany her. you could see her smile when we opened the door...

and you felt better altogether...




'nuff said
[10:44 AM]