It Will Get Lighter

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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December 2025

it is hopeful

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

abrar?

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.

no i haven't really read anything

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

lol

division of reality is straying away from it