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Feb 2011
I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since it happened. But
every time I do, I can’t help but smile.
One of those goofy, far-off smiles that make people think something is wrong with you.

Until you snap back to reality.

I don’t know how, or why it occurred, but it did.
And I must say, I’m glad.
Because I’m still grinning stupidly.
Marissa Wargo
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