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Jan. 25th, 2011 01:39 pm
That little fork is all that remains of my childhood toys. How battered it looks. And should I lose it, like I lost that cake decorating tool, that's it: goodbye to my childhood memorabilia. I'll have to put it in my keepsake box. Some girls want diamonds and pearls, but I just want to hold on to the last sunbeams of youth.
( Anyway, after that, my attempt at sculpting a cat loses its first two lives )
