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Dreading Sunday -- and the blurry Monday after hit for hit and blow by blow one, two punch of a broken, shattered world I dread Sunday and though I be not superstitious I can't help feeling the notion of things in threes murders fires fill in the blank what will Sunday bring I dare not think
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Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
Dreading Sunday
Dreading Sunday -- and the blurry Monday after hit for hit and blow by blow one, two punch of a broken, shattered world I dread Sunday and though I be not superstitious I can't help feeling the notion of things in threes murders fires fill in the blank what will Sunday bring I dare not think
This month has been rough, between the Las Vegas massacre and all the fires in the NorCal and in OC. I grew up in Napa, went to college in Irvine, and now live in Nevada.... this is all hitting much too close to home. Literally.
danika
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Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
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