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Thursday, January 28, 2010

Your name is the splinter.

He adjusts the wick with careful fingers and reaches over for the canister of palm oil.He lights the lamp and joins hands in prayer.Outside it grows colder as the oil gradually solidifies.
Posted by Shruti at 11:30 PM

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