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what do you think my name is
Can I see
the site i am dreaming
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.
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its good
and the fake qualifier
we can only engage in such a way
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
"Put a blanket."
brb i will read and reply sincerely
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
that looks like my instagram account
so an active mazelike process
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
as in
wait what is that
hello reader,