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we spent every morning together, sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor, watching our trembling hands cradle, and weep, and try to learn how to cut each other complements from our jagged edges.
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
9.16.14
we spent every morning together, sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor, watching our trembling hands cradle, and weep, and try to learn how to cut each other complements from our jagged edges.
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
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