* Do one's job.
Gossip.
Breathe.
Love.
Sometimes it's light.
Sometimes it's night.
Touching.
Gossip.
Breathe.
Love.
Sometimes it's light.
Sometimes it's night.
Touching.
posted by Anne Herbert at 2:56 PM
Thursday, April 10, 2008
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