| the_past_is_gone | ||
| () | ( ants_do_ant_stuff ) | 151221 |
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| past | this may be so, but the past in leaving pulls you back into it. | 151221 |
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| unhinged |
put pieces remain new_ink relics_of_suburban_life |
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| stork daddy | maybe, but there's a spotty record of it in linked and unlinked blue. | 151224 |
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| flowerock | The past is gone, but memories are windows back into into it. We may feel a chill wind blowing thought to remind us of... or a warm breeze too... we may jump back through... or slam the pane down to the sill... or gently close it, leaving just a crack for memories to slip gently through. How we treat the past in the present is perhaps the important part. How we identify with our past selves and how we've healed or not, and how we still glow or if we forgot. | 151224 |
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| unhinged | i still miss you | 160102 |
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| unhinged | (and i have left a long record of my past here in the blue, miles long) | 160103 |