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:i'm carrying this scrap of paper:
it's going to rip open the sky
Friday, July 16, 2010
on growing up.
i don't ever want him to grow up.
she's not allowed to either.
then again....we almost drove into a river and slept in rachael's car
and we didn't wear shoes for 5 hours while walking around a fair...and we're considered grown up....so maybe growing up is ok.
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samantha lee
Somewhere inbetween here and there, Portland, OR
This is my attempt at something real and at something worthwhile. This is my poetry and my thoughts. This is my attempt to be me. Nec tecum sine te ...neither with you nor without you can i live...
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