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
Thursday, June 1, 2017
Road, listen. driving through tunnels from movies (aka from that one class)
Sometimes we leave our body
Places for other people
But, they are not the ones who pick it up
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