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"Cakehole" is pretty much the worst thing Sam’s ever heard. [Brittle - by Sydnee]

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Okay, Meredith. I’m not sure how to do this. I’m not a psychic, and apparently I’m not much of banshee either. […] I don’t know if you can hear me or what I’m supposed to ask you, but if I have this thing, it’s got to work some of the time. It’s got to help someone.

Maybe what I really wanted to say was… I’m sorry. I wish I could’ve helped you. I’m sorry.

Sometimes I have to sit back and say to myself ‘yes, you are stupid, and slow, and you have been sick for four weeks, but you can still try to be less stupid before this cold manages to off you once and for all.’

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Dear Esther. I have burned the cliffs of Damascus, I have drunk deep of it. My heart is my leg and a black line etched on the paper all along this boat without a bottom. You are all the world like a nest to me, in which eggs unbroken form like fossils, come together, shatter and send small black flowers to the very air.