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I was opened the wrong way forced against the natural motion once carefully constructed and precision made now laid down and broken asunder hanging precariously from the frame waiting to be fixed and aligned I have become unhinged everything bent out of shape delicately balanced and waiting for the fall won't someone fix these hinges ***** them back into the wall won't someone hang me straight and true all the tools are here, it's not hard to do.
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC
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I was opened the wrong way forced against the natural motion once carefully constructed and precision made now laid down and broken asunder hanging precariously from the frame waiting to be fixed and aligned I have become unhinged everything bent out of shape delicately balanced and waiting for the fall won't someone fix these hinges ***** them back into the wall won't someone hang me straight and true all the tools are here, it's not hard to do.
haydn-swan
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC
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