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
Wednesday, November 8, 2017
i'll take you under
feel the fine line
now let it escalate
pull me, hone a little more
wake up, leave a message, lose
hope: can we still be friends?
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