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December 31st, 2010

Warrant Your Great Grand Love

“…but these are the thugs I think of when I honk about you…”

I write too many letters on my phone from places I cannot forget.

Everything I said these days was true, it flowed from me like a breath, a blink, only it took less effort than that.

I Will Miss That Me, This One, May Have Only Been An Idea, I Can No Longer Tell