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but I'm not all here my words are like dry wheat, snapping in the middle of a sentence, there are parts of me that are lost and cannot speak for themselves so the things I say often break
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Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 3:02 AM UTC
Friable.
but I'm not all here my words are like dry wheat, snapping in the middle of a sentence, there are parts of me that are lost and cannot speak for themselves so the things I say often break
(c) Brooke Otto
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Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 3:02 AM UTC
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