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soapcarvedhands
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Jun 22, 2007 20:33
Two weeks later, he stands up.
"I hate you," he wants to tell Nurse Ratched, but it doesn't come out right; the words hide in his hands instead, long fingers covering his mouth.
But at least he knows his name.
It's a start.
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