i am, of course- running around like mad. but yet i find myself with these moments where i feel like time has stood still and refuses to budge. and i push and shove, and all i can think is 'klus.. klus' my poor baby- i wonder where she is now and how her little baby turned out to be. iluzja and derwisz. i wonder what they named the foal.
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