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pete
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it was one of those shifts.. my partner was near tears a number of times.. i felt like my soul was raped and left shattered on the roadside. walking home i alternated between darkness, happy thoughts, and depressing self judgements. no i'm settling into a deep fatigue. too tired to sleep. she's right, the pillow is a bad substitute. ah well. with the right music sleep will come, sleep will pass through me, and i can re-evaluate the night and its tortures and revelations in the morning...
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