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Trisha G.: Day 113: What goes on in that place in the dark?
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Trisha G.: b+w?
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Trisha G.: Day 111: Go on and fool me.
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Trisha G.: There's no comfort in the truth.
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Trisha G.: Day 110: Guilty feet have got no rhythm.
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Trisha G.: Day 108.
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Trisha G.: Day 101: Quiet morning noise.
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Trisha G.: Day 100. I get to be in a club now.
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Trisha G.: Mary's Favorite.
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Trisha G.: Day 99: You catch it on your fingers and it just crawls right up your sleeves.
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Trisha G.: Hair-twirling is so worth growing out my hair. I'm going to do it.
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Trisha G.: I am waiting here until Joe shows up to sashay with me. I'll have to remind him my name is Trisha.
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Trisha G.: Day 97: I've got nothing, really. Just a hat and a wall.
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Trisha G.: True love can be whispered from heart to heart.
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Trisha G.: But I must depend on a wish and a star.
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Trisha G.: Day 91: As long as my heart doesn't know who you are.
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Trisha G.: Pinkish hue.
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Trisha G.: Tell me stuff.
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Trisha G.: Day 79: Hither.
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Trisha G.: These hours of confusion they will soon expire, like everything does.
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Trisha G.: While everything anyone can ever need is down below, waiting for you.
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Trisha G.: Extra.
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Trisha G.: Day 48: And never brought to mind.
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Trisha G.: Day 36: A Sound Like Someone Trying Not to Make a Sound.
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Trisha G.: I used to live at home, now I stay at the house.
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Trisha G.: I am so much stronger than you.
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Trisha G.: 165: it'll last longer.