A fantasy. I should never have come. it was not my place It is cottons and ribbons and needles and lace. It did say no entry, or reap what you sow. I now feel quite worried that you may tell me to go. Have I ever told you that you are the first one? If you tell me I have, it will not be much fun. I... Sign in to see full entry.
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