I never realized how young I was until one night, in the dimmed lighting of the restaurant, I watched my cousin cry as she told us a story.
That was the first time tears trickled down her cheeks before me.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Walking in Wonderland
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I'm held captive by myself.
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I'm held captive by myself.
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