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- 14:15 He left his watch at my bedside, and I wore it all night, the buckle tucked into the very last hole in the band. ♥ #
- 23:50 The cracks were ever there, and ever shall be, and the cracks are not the point anyway. transfiguration.livejournal.com/50427.html #
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