the sweltering summer i could do without.
i don't really write anymore. and everyone has pretty much stopped mentioning it, except the ones who didn't read it. what i'm saying is, i am not missed.
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the days are long and the nights are hotter, outdoors radiating with saved-up sun from every black surface. i follow the light from room to room, as the day goes on, from my bedroom in the east to the living room in the west. not for this, but for the aloneness. for everyone else moves west to east.
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the days are long and the nights are hotter, outdoors radiating with saved-up sun from every black surface. i follow the light from room to room, as the day goes on, from my bedroom in the east to the living room in the west. not for this, but for the aloneness. for everyone else moves west to east.