f a r m e r s' m a r k e t b r e a k f a s t b a b e n e w f r i e n d m a i l (my heart=spilled on the floor) g r a y o n g r a y o n g r a y l i t t l e s u n s h i n e s n o f i l t e r f a m b e f o r e c h u r c h h a b e r d a s h e r y f r e $ h b a b y g u r l h a p p y a l e x i c o m e o n s o m e b o d y ! v i s i t "a h h, t h e c i t y" - m i c h a e l s c o t t b u d d i e s i d o n 't k n o w w e 'r e s t i l l o n t o p o f t h a t b u i l d i n g s n i p s n a p c h i p c h a p s l u m b i e c h a l k i n' s i d 's w a l l b a b y s i t t i n g h a c k e d d a d 's i n s t a (he deleted it.. whatever.) // m i s s i n g h o l l a n d
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"aslan, aslan. dear aslan,” sobbed lucy. “at last.”
c.s. lewis B L O G A R C H I V E
November 2020
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