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A Spoonful.
Thoughts. Poems. Prose. Shit.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
should be reading for public policy. instead i'm here again. comforted by the white screen and the quick click clicking of black keys. even when i'm not typing i move my fingers around and tap gently. i like the quick clicks.
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