because a new (new old oldnew) novel is like another lifetime to be lived to be experienced to be immersed in enjoyed. just as the end of the previous one, heartwrenching, disappointed yet satisfied that a life has passed on but a new one stands ready to be lived.
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still. waiting for tonight. for tomorrow, the weekend and the next. leaving me deracintated, longing for your voice, pinning me down like love unreciprocated. o podxt live, where are you?!
i got a calling card. haha. u should be proud of me!:D the book looks in good shape. thought it would have been bashed up by now. haha.
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4:23 pm