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and I know that at this moment I am like the flapping /for sale/ signs in the wind but on the inside I feel so safe, not hot not cold but this soupy mix that only reinvigorates when that biting wind reminds me of future engagements.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 6:37 PM UTC
dear self wake up
and I know that at this moment I am like the flapping /for sale/ signs in the wind but on the inside I feel so safe, not hot not cold but this soupy mix that only reinvigorates when that biting wind reminds me of future engagements.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 6:37 PM UTC
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