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sitting in an ivory tower. high above any contact. eating a loaf of bread. with a pretty dress on. waiting to be rescued. or maybe just thought about. desiring to spin wool. reading a book on the Warsaw ghetto. growing fat.
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Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 11:30 PM UTC
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sitting in an ivory tower. high above any contact. eating a loaf of bread. with a pretty dress on. waiting to be rescued. or maybe just thought about. desiring to spin wool. reading a book on the Warsaw ghetto. growing fat.
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Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 11:30 PM UTC
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