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This ache seems to be like Papa's White Elephants; valuable in a sense I've yet to understand. Busy body, tranquil mind, a joke I say! The fishing line is ever tangled. Another wasted morning, another throwaway.
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Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 8:29 AM UTC
One for the trash-bin
This ache seems to be like Papa's White Elephants; valuable in a sense I've yet to understand. Busy body, tranquil mind, a joke I say! The fishing line is ever tangled. Another wasted morning, another throwaway.
Papa; Hemingway Worte this afrter reading a short: Hills Like White Elephants
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36/M/Miami FL
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 8:29 AM UTC
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