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Happiness hit her like a train on a track;

coming towards her, stuck still no turning back

Shori Morimoto
11 December
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01. Me
Thin-lipped Wisdom spoke at her from the worn chair, hinted at prudence, quoted from that book of cowardice whose author apes the name of common sense. She did not listen.

02. This journal
She was free in her prison of passion. Her prince, Prince Charming, was with her. She had called on Memory to remake him. She had sent her soul to search for him, and it had brought him back.

03. Something else
His kiss burned again upon her mouth. Her eyelids were warm with his breath.

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