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Sunday, December 27, 2009

| day 147 |

"Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn't see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach."
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  1. AnonymousDecember 28, 2009 at 6:34 PM

    This is beautiful. I love your body language and body placement. The quote was perfectly picked as well, absolutely gorgeous.

    -mishkittens

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