Monday, June 13, 2016

this small rupture will create a tool: this public wound will not haunt with you

We innocence with chippings. A day in, day out. Took longer
than we'd think. More comings too, faster from socialization.
And wet with more in sensitivity. More than admit, all intents.     Purposing avoidance, even.

Diet care, and all the fucks, we wonder if anyone else feels in ways.
                                                                       Of course we do. We is you.

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