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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Rain, starting

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them. 

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in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

13, H, grate

Better Lift

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.

IWGD

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

fw

yeah

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

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