"...you're no match for that sulky girl..."
might


13 January 2004 19:55 talking makes it so
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i don't know where i got the idea that somehow the feeling of fragility would disappear.

talk tonight of baby barnyard animals and newborn giraffes, clumsy but hopeful.

when i said i was superstitious, this is what i meant.

love, might

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