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Friday, June 20, 2008
Spit
Carmel reminded me of this:
Life before 50 is kinda like spit. While you're there, while it's part of you, it's just fine, everything is as it should be.
But once you get away from it, it's like spit that's spat. No way are you going to take it in again.
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