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Originally Posted by Ellahmae
Found myself in Ts parking lot a few times... Don't know why it's comforting to me. I know where she lives you'd think I'd go to her house instead.
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Nah, makes complete sense - at her office she's your T, at her house she's somebody else 
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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