not right, but what's left.
's beautiful- when it's everywhere, smooth without a point, one can look anywhere and find it.
who am i to say what's for getting and for giving? an i, imagining it has say.
gutting the nerve-sense calisthenics of recent days. the narrator anticipates there will soon be movement to the garden. according to the fabricated thought system centered round the belief in celestial bodies, it is a flower day.
Love yeah
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