Scriber's Night Game: What Never Was...

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Sunday, February 25, 2007

What Never Was...

What Never Was... She lingered casual talking strangely passive as if seeking how or what to say, as if knowing something must be said. He sensing becomes serious feeling whatever might have been is finally coming to for him a premature end. “I've never been able to let myself go with you, to care... Sign in to see full entry.

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