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
Sunday, May 28, 2017
still feel like yourselves, still feel like you murdered we
Back in April.
And, we aren't *happy now living w/o you*
But, we also aren't unhappy, and fully into
quote Ace |spectrum| of Base allnightlong
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