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Trisha G.: silence shields the pain, so you say nothing.
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Trisha G.: Just some windows.
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Trisha G.: Beauty everywhere, babies.
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Trisha G.: Such goodness.
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Trisha G.: 40
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Trisha G.: And nobody knows like me.
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Trisha G.: 25
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Trisha G.: You don't know the greatness you are.
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Trisha G.: I could look at you forever.
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Trisha G.: Licktastic.
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Trisha G.: Night factory.
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Trisha G.: Door. I like doors.
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Trisha G.: Door.
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Trisha G.: Day 75: Grit is good.
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Trisha G.: Fire escapage.
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Trisha G.: Some kind of title about open doors being hopeful or some shit like that.
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Trisha G.: 118
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Trisha G.: 117
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Trisha G.: Dazzlingly beautiful.
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Trisha G.: Private. Keep out.
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Trisha G.: Eh.
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Trisha G.: Door.
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Trisha G.: Doors.
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Trisha G.: Through Gram's window.
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Trisha G.: steps.
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Trisha G.: 13 I'll be home soon.
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Trisha G.: I don't know how long I can do this, he said. I think the universe has different plans for me & we sat there in silence & I thought to myself that this is the thing we all come to,
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Trisha G.: Please don't show your soul to me.
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Trisha G.: Dreams last so long, even after you're gone.