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 25, 2018
you seem very wellthings look peaceful
i build monsters to wait for.
you oughta know.
finally got you out of my head.
and, well, that's all We had.
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