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By scqueen Date: 2001 Jul 11 Comment on this Work [[2001.07.11.21.47.28302]] |
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Three cups of coffee drove me to work this morning. Bone-chilled, by the night I spent alone - it is dense and cold out. A lonely siren wails, and I reflect... having the whole bed to myself was... comfortable - until I woke up and my other half was missing. |