i have read not even 1 book

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.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

wait what is that

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bro i read nothing in my life

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.

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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.

and the fake qualifier

Slug

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

the site i am dreaming

I Write Goodbye Letter