a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Saturday, July 22, 2017
paratextual devices are my natural environment
50 times, crying all the rights
now i'm feeling stupid.
we were young and didn't care
i'll change my time.
and, now i'm feeling timid.
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