prosetry
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behold, a panic
Half-slept the night through sleep-sliding fast on an invasive, full occupying sense of wrong done, wrong…
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done, undone
I write a lot about writing, you say a lot about nothing, and I’m losing track…
Half-slept the night through sleep-sliding fast on an invasive, full occupying sense of wrong done, wrong…
I write a lot about writing, you say a lot about nothing, and I’m losing track…