| tripping_over_second_chances | ||
| lostgirl |
you cautiously approached in a hazy white fog under the mysterious (or was it ominous)light in the otherwise dark and starless southern_sky you came to me for_me without conditions absent of reasons at first blush my uncertainty was unmistakable but then you said the magic words was_that_you? |
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| unhinged |
and third and fourth and fifth and nth |
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| early morning rain | trying to hop skip jump into the future | 110113 |