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NO EXPECTATIONS tiers & tiers tiers upon tiers of tears like a great wedding cake of grief a Miss Havisham for real cobwebbed expectations setting one's self on fire in a blaze of loss by Marylebone Station she sat down & wept a policeman enquiring if "...Miss is alright?" she gathers her self together in a compact mirror "Yes, I'm...fine. . .fine?" but inside her self is a. Dickens of a tale to tell
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC
NO EXPECTATIONS
NO EXPECTATIONS tiers & tiers tiers upon tiers of tears like a great wedding cake of grief a Miss Havisham for real cobwebbed expectations setting one's self on fire in a blaze of loss by Marylebone Station she sat down & wept a policeman enquiring if "...Miss is alright?" she gathers her self together in a compact mirror "Yes, I'm...fine. . .fine?" but inside her self is a. Dickens of a tale to tell
donall-dempsey
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC
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