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... yellow thirsty rocks with no shirt and a burning blister gnawing into my foot rolling down my face the tears of my skin salty waiting for the lizard but nothing only grasshoppers four stops the last two retching dried convulsions on ...
... yellow thirsty rocks with no shirt and a burning blister gnawing into my foot rolling down my face the tears of my skin salty waiting for the lizard but nothing only grasshoppers four stops the last two retching dried convulsions on ...
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It's been three months , Phyl . " " I know . I've had to wait that long , too . " " Then why- ? " " I don't know . It all seems too fast . " She paused , and he watched her , waiting . " I don't want to spoil it by rushing .
It's been three months , Phyl . " " I know . I've had to wait that long , too . " " Then why- ? " " I don't know . It all seems too fast . " She paused , and he watched her , waiting . " I don't want to spoil it by rushing .
Side 110
I've been waiting for you for three months , three very long months , and now that you're here , sitting across the table from you is not enough . I want to have all of you back , not just a part . I want us to be as close as possible ...
I've been waiting for you for three months , three very long months , and now that you're here , sitting across the table from you is not enough . I want to have all of you back , not just a part . I want us to be as close as possible ...
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