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Full Stop 2

May 21, 2007

He stumbled onto the page by chance. Read the first paragraph. One by one he devoured them all. Fell in love with the hands who typed them.
Everyday, when he opens his eyes, the first thought that runs through him is “what’s waiting for me there?”

Unknown to him, she lies on her couch. Unloved.

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One comment

  1. How pretty 🙂
    for the dreamer in me, this is what great dreams are made of….



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