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freedom is the freedom to choose whose slave you want to be.

Monday, May 01, 2006

buss.

Easy conversation cuts through tangible heat swimming undersea and emerging three years later we are taken by surprise.
Not easy.
Blushing hides behind fingers spread over face, uncertainty guilt behind hair obscuring eyes faltering voice behind nervous laughter only in the end relief and there is satisfaction. There is life after. After everything.

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