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Jan 2014
And then he woke up.
And the world was white,
Not with snow,
but purity.

Oh wait. That’s just her.
I should stop staring.
Marshall CB Hiatt
Written by
Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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   Elizabeth Paxton, --- and Timothy
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