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Sometimes odd things pop into my mind. Mostly in that twilight state, craving sleep but needing to stay awake. Those I remember, I write down, a habit formed after many years of snatching sleep between caring for an ill parent. They're not all pleasant. Most surface from memories and I've had my share of bad ones. Others are observations; snippets of lives. Some arrive because... they just do.
MY FIRST KISS DIED
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