Come Home
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Last published Sun, Mar 31, 2013
“they always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.”
- Andy Warhol, “The Philosophy of Andy Warhol”
dear daddy,
it’s been one week, two days, seventeen hours, and twenty-seven minutes since you left.
how do i fix myself?
love,
aoife
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