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* Lucretia M. O. Chaucer

    (08/08/2018 at 00:37)
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(hidden beneath her pillow and the keys on her person, you aren't likely to find this diary if you aren't searching for it. shame on you for looking at all.)



The diary of  Lucretia Mercy O'Shae Chaucer. 

what's the point of singing songs

if they'll never even hear you?

* Lucretia M. O. Chaucer

    (08/14/2018 at 18:31)
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16June 1954.
Dear Diary,

Have just arrived at camp. Certain of 3 things:

  • I have forgotten something
  • I am taller than Aphrodite Foxe
  • I don't like it here

I CANNOT imagine papa enjoying himself in a place like this, maybe uncle Cass but he doesn't count.

More later.



L.
and weeks went by but felt like hours

in my hair were winter flowers.

spring would lie in summer showers

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