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, July 26, 2017
some soft t-shirt to help you through this hard part
you have birds with names and types,
uncannily foretold experiences became a part
we entered this state, looking straight,
I'm fine, I'm good, I learned a lot.
acid. poison. water. rain. political trope: under these conditions.
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