| i_thought_to_leave | ||
| mon |
a word in your hand old seeds in the earth clouds on the water grass in the snow a life for you to make reflections of calm giving |
030403 |
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| bespeckled |
But then I'd have missed the touch of love, the soothing caress of affection. I didn't care who it came from. |
030403 |
| ... | ||
| insane_child | this makes no sense. | 041007 |
| ... | ||
| nonsense machine | it's nonsense, nonsense is nonsense | 050111 |
| ... | ||
| three words | last_breath whoa i_thought_to_leave | 060813 |