where is my birthday card? the one with all these different messages written on it, by all the different colour pens?
where is my parcel?
my pressed lavender?
my sexy e mail, part 2?
my gold titanium chain?
all the words, the 'so much to tell you'?...
blah blah blah... i hope not...
the 154 is still lingering inside the card, under my pillow...
the weekend has just begun and we are alive...
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