"well beyond the very human wish for an easy life, i wish for an honest life"

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... they use my head to avoid slips... my sternum to perfect their upper cut




Thursday, January 13, 2011

Does anybody REALLY know what time it is?

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... I used to dream of being sister bertreelle(sp?)


of getting off the school bus in my PJ's


Somedays


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it'll be











Ok


I'm right here

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