The more things that I hang on my wall, the more colors that flood my peripheral vision, the more the window is welcomed. A piece of framework specially left apart in the wall by men the wiser for their work. Plaster did not fill its hollow rectangle; around it wholeness was compiled. Atop the wholeness even more-- distractions for the eye. The eye
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hey lucie, when are you going to come visit me? you should tell your parents you want to go to william and mary, and then come tour it.
i hope your mom reads this.
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And I do wanna come to VA! What I need to do is make my parents believe I'm dying of cancer, and my last wish is to tour around the country, giving the world a taste of Louisa Stolla McPickle.
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