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Maybe one day I'll make finger sandwiches for classy luncheons in a pagoda in my backyard. We all will be jolly and have balloon laughs as we sip our aged merlot.   And my young children will waltz in   with their curtsies and bows and then   go off again to be with their nanny. And I will be occupied with the things in my pocket so I won't know what the dark is anymore.                                                                        I'd rather live in the dark though.                                                                             In a raunchy studio apartment                                                                                  with a semi-attractive but                                                                                the most beautiful woman                                                                                            who is educated                                                                            and still knows how to color.                                                            My children will understand what it means                                                                          to be alive and I'll let them decide                                                                                          if they appreciate it or not.                                                                    We will feed the ducks every Sunday.                                                                     I want to be among spirits not bodies.
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Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 8:28 AM UTC
Second Place Can't Be That Bad
Maybe one day I'll make finger sandwiches for classy luncheons in a pagoda in my backyard. We all will be jolly and have balloon laughs as we sip our aged merlot.   And my young children will waltz in   with their curtsies and bows and then   go off again to be with their nanny. And I will be occupied with the things in my pocket so I won't know what the dark is anymore.                                                                        I'd rather live in the dark though.                                                                             In a raunchy studio apartment                                                                                  with a semi-attractive but                                                                                the most beautiful woman                                                                                            who is educated                                                                            and still knows how to color.                                                            My children will understand what it means                                                                          to be alive and I'll let them decide                                                                                          if they appreciate it or not.                                                                    We will feed the ducks every Sunday.                                                                     I want to be among spirits not bodies.
emma-joy
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Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 8:28 AM UTC
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