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And she said; “They’re just scratches, not deep cuts.”   Just the remnants of the itch against it all.   “Silly really.”   Silly. And she swayed as she stood.   Her eyes flashed vacant.
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Dec 31, 2011
Dec 31, 2011 at 7:42 AM UTC
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And she said; “They’re just scratches, not deep cuts.”   Just the remnants of the itch against it all.   “Silly really.”   Silly. And she swayed as she stood.   Her eyes flashed vacant.
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Dec 31, 2011
Dec 31, 2011 at 7:42 AM UTC
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