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Apr 16, 2007 16:37

After ecstacy, the laundry. I stumbled down the stairs and onto the porch. The laundry, upstairs, waited patiently for me to return. I leaned over the railing and stared at the swirling spirals of glistening colors on the grass. The laundry was still waiting, now impatiently. I thought I heard it start to whine and realized that I had forgotten the ( Read more... )

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so_severus April 25 2007, 22:19:55 UTC
happy belated birthday!

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