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I kissed her. A blackness drained into, settled within. Now, I shuffle draped in candlesticks and coffee needing to purge-- and knowing too well-- grace voids my servant creator.
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May 26, 2011
May 26, 2011 at 6:49 PM UTC
She said, "This doesn't count"
I kissed her. A blackness drained into, settled within. Now, I shuffle draped in candlesticks and coffee needing to purge-- and knowing too well-- grace voids my servant creator.
jj-hutton
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jj-hutton
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May 26, 2011
May 26, 2011 at 6:49 PM UTC
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