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Sep 06, 2008 20:20

bed unmade,
shower running loudly,
water moaning about its wetness.
your body, unashamed, inhibitions thrown to the soon-to-be-autumn wind.
crumbling brownies,
choosing the right paint colour,
choosing the right anything.
Happiness without you.

I am a photograph that will never be taken.
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