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misstree
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get knocked down. this is the easy part, though it doesn't feel like it. reel for a moment, figure out why the ground is suddenly all there is and your knee is bleeding and that precious thing you had in your hand... but don't let that moment last. dab the scrape with a handkerchief and smile at the thought of the new stain on your pants. gather your strength to stand, because really, this is the hardest part, putting behind, getting ready to walk and fall and walk again, pulling free of restful earth and facing what may be. but if the journey is the only thing we have to show for ourselves, at the end, no sense sitting in squalor.
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laced
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did anybody see? who cares, keep running.
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u24
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if I hang around in the same bars as me and make eye contact, I'll pick myself up in no time.
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u24
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hey sexy, haven't I seen you around here before?
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u24
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uh, yeah, weren't you here last week?
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u24
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sure was. wanna dance?
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u24
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ok, great :)
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pete
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thanks mt
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klairchen
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mistree, your words are like a achingly languid and twisted set of branches belonging to the most stoic tree. thank you through these tears, iced and glazed. i will reluctantly hold them dear...
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pete
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rereading my brief comment it appears slightly sarcastic.. that may just be me, but either way i don't mean it to be taken so. i genuinely needed to read that this afternoon. thank you.
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laced
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u24
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I also thank you misstree.
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what's it to you?
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