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I gingerly touch the skin peeling off my right hand.
Silence is broken as I turn another page.
I look out. An ungodly hour.
My heart has wings.
October 22nd, 2007 at 10:31 am
I gingerly touch the skin peeling off my right hand.
Silence is broken as I turn another page.
I look out. An ungodly hour.
My heart has wings.