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2 (actually index). two is company

this will be about a slug

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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.

it is hopeful

plato

Picture

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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its good short few pages

i really havent


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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Put a blanket."

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

i really havent

yeah

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

ion

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.