Careful with her memory
seen through the eyes of a girl, longing to see things that matter.
Friday, June 28, 2013
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“Impossible.” I screamed meekly.
“Impassable.” She echoed solemnly.
“Ah,” I said sulkily.
“It seems we have reached an impasse.”
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