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how often do you sleep off awful feelings?
Spring Valley. I was thinking about it today, and all my favorite places were the ones that felt halfway real. Their vagueness lets you fill in the blanks, like a poem you love but don't understand. There is a bridge on the eastern fringes that starts nowhere and ends nowhere. It used to serve a purpose but nowadays it's just another dark place waiting to be explored by local kids on strange nights.
Spring Valley. I was thinking about it today, and all my favorite places were the ones that felt halfway real. Their vagueness lets you fill in the blanks, like a poem you love but don't understand. There is a bridge on the eastern fringes that starts nowhere and ends nowhere. It used to serve a purpose but nowadays it's just another dark place waiting to be explored by local kids on strange nights.