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  1. This is lovely, the softness riddled by life determined. Nice.


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  1. By 037/100 aka 177/365 | Talespinning on 27 Jun 2011 at 8:32 am

    […] Wednesday she went to the mall, giving in to her natural instinct to follow the light. She saw a mother with too many children, a bevy of nuns, a flotilla of teenagers with purple-pink […]

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