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Wings on the floor.

Sidewalks; down under.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Maybe it's a test. Maybe you cannot have what you want, all the time. Maybe, just maybe.

Jane Eyre;
I desired liberty; for liberty I gasped; for liberty I uttered a prayer.

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