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Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Mimi' s sadness is not lonely. It has her.
Sometimes, I just want to be
so little,
that I could hide into
a small, tiny, forlorn, invisible nutshell where no badness exists. I would not want to create a
big world
, but one where all in it would be safe.
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