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| Contemplation No. 5a, Nov. 11, 2011 |
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| Contemplation No. 5b, Nov. 11, 2011 |
There are two sitting on the bed in silence. She clutches her coat, he clutches her. Neither appears to be too happy.
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Two sitting on the couch, also in silence. Perhaps they are in mid-conversation, although it seems they have both forgotten what to say next.
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But then there are two in the corner absorbed in their unending discourse.
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Two walking about with unexplainable grins.
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But then there are two in the corner absorbed in their unending discourse.
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Two walking about with unexplainable grins.
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And then one waiting for the other's eyes to return home.


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