Saturday, 7 June 2014

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I almost did it. Almost.

I almost spoke out of turn.

I feel the urge to protect you. And I won't apologize for feeling that way. It's part and parcel of me.

But I do know that you can fight. Hell, you could give me a run for my money if you set yourself to it.

And I hold my peace, which is not peaceful at all, but a desire to tear, restrained. One learns.

I took note, though. I also hope you won't mind.

See you later.

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