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kelly-jean-rice's picture
I am a sad human person when I click on my dash on Tumblr, and the we're sorry URL comes up.  I can truly say that I am addicted to the internet.  My poor niece sit's there and chats away at me while I type away.  Or she picks at my guitar, and makes sure I know what she's playing is...
farzana-versey's picture
"Nothing wrong with your heart," said the doctor. "I think you have looked in the wrong place." "Oh!" An amused look on his face. "Yes. I carry my heart on my sleeve, it is in my mouth, sometimes veins burst and arteries break into song. Blood pumps out poetry." "It's still okay." "I guess...
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