bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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Her heart moved with the Day

August 31st, 2007 by Bekah Brunstetter

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In the morning, it was optimistic, available, and in need of Eight Breakfasts.

In the afternoon:  slightly weary,  busy, bored of walks to the bank.

At night: it filled with blood and grew darker and colder. It wandered around: needy, wistful, confused.  It loved and needed everything.

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