Wednesday, June 9, 2010
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i can't get to sleep. i'm hungry and tense and i feel hollow. there's a warm, sleeping boy in the other room, but even he can't lull me into rest. i want money, a sandwich and some reassurance. the real kind that has some warmth to it. give me a cool breeze and clothes that fit. give me a new heart. give me the perfect opportunity. please.
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