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Baths under the morning sun, in a powder tub.
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I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me.
When the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning.
August 2009
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31 August 2009 @ 10:32 pm
.001 we all have our own secrets
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I'll move to use this LJ once I get sick of my current one. Until then.
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