two entries so close on are unheard of, i know, but i've got the makings of bad dreams rattling around my imagination. there are some nerves more sensitive to the touch than others, some thoughts that don't bear sleeping on.
the last few years summer has felt like an intermission between acts, the time that passes in the three years later you
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