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Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
Strange
My favourite word. Everything about it to me echoes its meaning. To see it stand alone is strange. A discomfort. A feeling of strange.
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Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
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