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Saki
closet poet, moon-gazer, soliloquist, daydreamer.
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Saturday, August 2, 2008
weird happening number god-knows-what
i yawned so widely (deeply?) that i have pulled something in my right arm. all the lost sleep is telling.
b****y painful.
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