He would imagine her vividly, only a few feet and forty years away, intent on finding him.
-Ian McEwan
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Here's to the wind that blows, the ship that goes, and the girl who fears no squall.
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Hold Still
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Past Works of Staggering Genius
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February
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- All the Little Birds Sing for All the Trees
- Think I'll Look Up My Rainy Day Man
- Within Me There Lay an Invincible Summer.
- So Much for Them Daisy Chains...
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- I'm Goin' to Jackson(s), I'm Gonna Mess Around
- One Day, the Internet Will Kill Us All
- In the Bedroom...
- Twenty Five.
- Bittersweet Bday
- Death to Vday
- So Full I Could Die.
- Still Snapped.
- Thursday...Best Day of the Week
- Being Mindful.
- You Know It's A Good Day When...
- I Can Feel Your Heart Beating Closer Than the Pois...
- Um, Yes.
- Clawfoots (feet?) and Cats.
- I Can Feel You from the Inside--Prowling Like the ...
- The sun rises in spite of everythingAnd the far c...
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