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She asked as she sat staring at her screen Keenly aware that something inside was… Aching and possibly Breaking She wants more. But more of what? Less of this? What would that look like? Would it be pink and fluffy and smell of candyfloss Or would it be dark and dank and smell of mould She must know. Now. She’s growing old. In the way that kids do. Way. Too. Fast. But she cannot Will not Refuses to Accept that this Is it
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
Is this really it?
She asked as she sat staring at her screen Keenly aware that something inside was… Aching and possibly Breaking She wants more. But more of what? Less of this? What would that look like? Would it be pink and fluffy and smell of candyfloss Or would it be dark and dank and smell of mould She must know. Now. She’s growing old. In the way that kids do. Way. Too. Fast. But she cannot Will not Refuses to Accept that this Is it
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
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