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By Jane Doe Date: 2011 Jul 15 Comment on this Work [[2011.07.15.10.42.3231]] |
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Tonight I’m saying a prayer. I need a balm for this melancholy I’m afraid of these tendencies of shutting down and fading away a coward’s version of falling out. Lemonade's not working like it should. Hot choc'late is going cold. I'm slipping into coma ... Dear God, are you there? |