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From the old country
May. 18th, 2015 01:23 pmThe Bean-Sidhe knocked on my door this afternoon.
I didn't answer, and attributed it to the wind, for all it seemed distinct.
No you don't my friend, you fight on. No open door for you.
He was meant to be going home today, apparently that's not happening. His taking leave of the hospital is being delayed over and over...
Well, whatever. The door is still, the wind is blustery anyway.
Come on my friend. Fight.
I didn't answer, and attributed it to the wind, for all it seemed distinct.
No you don't my friend, you fight on. No open door for you.
He was meant to be going home today, apparently that's not happening. His taking leave of the hospital is being delayed over and over...
Well, whatever. The door is still, the wind is blustery anyway.
Come on my friend. Fight.
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