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BEDRAGGLED GHOST OF A SONNET
someday, baby, you know you gotta die.
Wednesday, March 07, 2012
in my journal, without thinking i began writing. in french, i wrote,
"parce que. je suis fatiguée. parce que. je suis desolee. et rien. rien à rien. mon amour. mon coeur est manquant."
(self.
untitled screenshot
, 2012.)
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Anonymous said...
Love your work Zoe,
very inspirational.
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Love your work Zoe,
very inspirational.
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