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| blueberries |
here in the fog, i see nothing but your outline, what i think is you, so i wait, and it clears like always, tedious stretches of waiting, but the veil between you and me is gone. and i feel the force of your glance like something physical, an arrow or spear. and for the second it takes for me to remember, i feel a piece of life drain from me that i will never have again, a part you now have and it is a whole new creation, us. |
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| unhinged | it's funny how when i was uninterested in my life so was everyone else. | 020117 |
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| ClairE | And I have to briskly stamp out the ideas that spring up as quickly as new grass. | 020118 |