The Tale of Thirty
This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.
11.06.2004
I told Dad that the bag was not around it completely yet, but he still yanked out the bottom.
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Just like coffee grounds.
Missing in the ether.
Icky dinner.
The way I feel.
Nap Nap.
See those tiny little white flecks, those are snow.
The nicest it was today.
Pluh and Milli Vanilli
They ran out of stickers, so Mom and I shared.
Droopy
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