If i look over my shoulder with one eye closed, i can just make out your name,

I thought i would find my way back if i kept going down, but walking the tightrope keeps me from seeing the bottom of the well,

My new home is the tunnel and my window looks out onto a mossy pigeon’s cave. I hear them fight each other with heavy flapping wings and love each other with long and gentle coos.

I am working on assembling a translation manual.

“I was in the winter of my life and the man i met on the road were my only summer” was supposed to be the tie breaker

I wore denim shorts and a long sleeve shirt and sunglasses and my mackenzie childs socks and my blue jordans and my studded leg cuff. I need to find my wrist cuff i feel so naked without it

I came home and corrected my taxes for the 3rd time for resubmission and tidied up my room for my busy day tomorrow

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