the twenty-four hours that were tuesday, march eighteenth, two thousand and eight, were a joy.
and not a minute wasted in sleep.
more later.
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- cleaning up so well (
jones_casey) wrote,
cleaning up so well
jones_casey
maybe/you and me/are hoping/for anything/we want this world to know/that we're alive
the twenty-four hours that were tuesday, march eighteenth, two thousand and eight, were a joy.
and not a minute wasted in sleep.
more later.
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