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gkgirl: your mom wears combat boots. say it to my kids...i double dare you...they will smile and say why yes...she does...
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gkgirl: 2013 has a brave new word. now....can i live up to it?
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gkgirl: green and crisp...with lemon juice and olive oil....a smattering of pepper...supper.
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gkgirl: a blur of girl, a grain of second, caught between yoga and a shower...
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gkgirl: fading sunlight...mumford and sons...humming along...click clacking of keys...dreaming of new resolutions and moving forward
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gkgirl: elbows of dust, a moment, a second, a breath.
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gkgirl: tiny branches scratching against my heart....
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gkgirl: sundays mean taking off pajama pants for a long hot shower and then... putting on clean fuzzy pink pajama pants
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gkgirl: sometimes she just didn't care.
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gkgirl: within her world lived a small world within her world...
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gkgirl: saturday means a new skirt...
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gkgirl: she waited for it to revolve, for it to find her again, she looked to be the center.
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gkgirl: i don't know...i was peeling potatoes...and...well....it looked like a face...with a beard...is it just me?
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gkgirl: color coded mondays and she looks for poetry in the routine and mundane...
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gkgirl: she often looked for the blurry moments between clarity and disallusion.
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gkgirl: cardigans and hot chai tea with spoonfuls of sugar
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gkgirl: she likes things simple and sweet...