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Saturday, August 30, 2008

talk to a ghost when you have to

don't forget about everything
the edge of this and that add up to a steep
cliff
smoke a weed and leave the remains on your keyboard
bake bread
play dead
spill the beans if you have to

sleep comes
and luxury tax
Posted by mere musketeer at 3:37 AM

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