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isn't it a shame how one little memory ruins such appetizing scenery? a bus stop by a hotel. empty church parking lot. the riverside pier. if I could frame those spaces and show you what I saw maybe you'd change your mind. a fear of falling fast. stumbling youth left unlived. promises broken.
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 3:35 AM UTC
a fragrance, a tattoo, and a ghost
isn't it a shame how one little memory ruins such appetizing scenery? a bus stop by a hotel. empty church parking lot. the riverside pier. if I could frame those spaces and show you what I saw maybe you'd change your mind. a fear of falling fast. stumbling youth left unlived. promises broken.
Three women.
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 3:35 AM UTC
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