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an ocean sunk in the middle where you left a deep blue that one could slip maddeningly in love with plump there where no one knew how to swim in a condo with a door too small and a bed too empty on the fifteenth floor of a city that sees its shore receding daily … Continue reading
i am convinced one day these strangers will think they know me in their momentary, monumental dissatisfaction that made me dilute here in an attempt at concentration that which connects us which i believe is no more than disconnection and the time that has gone before we realize it and wish to tell someone though … Continue reading
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