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Dance in the Full Moon
O, the Frailty of Memory
Monday, July 19, 2010
7.19b
I'm thirsty. My throat is begging for liquid. My mind keeps telling me that a glass of kool-aid would be perfect.
My stomach is full. If I pour anything down my throat, I'm going to throw it back up into my mouth.
Homeostasis
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anelles47
September 6, 2010 at 7:21 AM
Oh dear.
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