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To Be Discussed
Dec 6, 2022
To be continued, a romance never told, cliff holding secrets that were about to fall, near common sense, just one step out this safe square meter I may build a nest to rethink this breath while reconsideration is a matter of life or death, the wind chose the right path, this time, and another day, and the next.
My pen had run out of ink, but I type thoughts over rocks and they f*cking last.
