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Not Something You Can Fix…

This is, not something you can fix, it’d been, broken, since from, before we were, even “together” (where’s that sign that says, “I’m with STUPID!” again???).  Not something you can fix, my porcelain doll broke before I grew up, “she” … Continue reading

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