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my lungs breathe only soft pink fog
because i remember what i wished for
tendrils of gossamer morning light surround
my obfuscated form

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NEWS
TERMS
GIVE MEMORIES
CONTACT

they feel fear, software and a magic spear

its a sentimental illness

im the girl laying in the snow (like a field of rabbits) there is a lessson to be learned:

  • water two flowers
  • touch the window
  • sleep for hours
  • plant a warm glow in the machine
apr 3 2018 ∞
apr 3 2018 +