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my father in just one day made a year of dreaming, planning, focusing, losing focus, re-focusing stop. 5-digits. a leaf-thin, waif, willowy, yellow paper. his signature [that i have already forged a couple of times with his consent, mind you]. and i have it. thank you poppy, you will know eventually how much that meant, this means to me. |
| vera August 10, 2007 01:42 AM PDT 5 digits? ganun? will you be like spending time travelling or something. some more planning, perhaps? ivi, where will i see you five months from now. | ||
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