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Lift Analysis

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and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Slug

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

I Write Goodbye Letter

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

December 2025

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

and the fake qualifier

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

I am below everything.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

abrar?

god being the centre magnet

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03