December 2011
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“He nearly called you again last night. Can you imagine that, after all this time? He can. He imagines calling you or running into you by chance. Depending on the weather, he imagines you in one of those cotton dresses of yours with flowers on it or faded blue jeans and a thick woolen button-up cardigan over a checked shirt, drinking coffee from a mug, looking through your tortoise shell...
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but oh, it’s so evil, my love, the way you’ve no reverence to my concern, so i’ll be sure to stay wary of you, love to save the pain of once my flame and twice my burn.
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And in my mind I still need a place to go, All my changes were there.
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Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.
– Josephine Hart
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