it pools on the mussel
constant pull to take away a heal tug tug
in a turning, watch a
reconnection to hide
the elimination of all our small objects of perfection
a state of mind__the state and the minds
has them

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DAY2to2STONEDNODAYSbutNIGHTSCONTINUEallTIMEETERNAL

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all my angels whisper in my ears and tell me the bad bad things of the world, I forswear to gossip but wake up in a terrorible mood before any coffee my meager harvests hold no thing but meaning to me as the it rolls by I get struck by how good growing in a hard metal could taste wish I still had all my old tastes