January in Victoria
Next to the snowdrops
and crocuses, the snowman
holds on for dear life.
Sometimes, I feel like the snowman.
Sometimes, I just want to melt.
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Items: one hairbrush, two pairs of red socks, three pairs of day-of-the-week panties (wednesday, sunday, tuesday), a green hoodie, three novels and a pen.
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2 comments:
There will be no melting of Samara's on my watch!
-Norann
nor on mine, no melting. I would just have to scoop you up and rebuild you!
-Emmers
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