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BEDRAGGLED GHOST OF A SONNET
someday, baby, you know you gotta die.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
mamihlapinatapai (
noun
): a look shared by two people, each wishing the other would initiate something that they both desire but which neither wants to begin.
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how extraordinary
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