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Jun 18, 2009 14:10

Inside the house felt as gray as the windows outside. The air was thick; the days of rain had finally let up, but the clouds had not dispersed. Birds sang, air breathed in the window, and neighbors could be heard banging around elsewhere in the building, in the complex. He listened to it all with a faint, passing jealousy. The birds sang ( Read more... )

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bigglesworth11 June 19 2009, 00:23:37 UTC
I has a sad. :(

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