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, June 24, 2017
i say it to your face, but it doesn't mean a thing
to aimlessly click around
you don't even talk to me, you don't even talk to me
tried to crack the puzzle
yes, it's me, yes, it's me
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