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today i woke up to find that i had dreamt of each of you in one place and people i did not know standing between us and a record player and a katana and a new Wolf Parade album and the wetness and the cemetary and your legs across my lap and when i awoke i still felt wet. today when i woke up for the second time, i found myself sick.
i have stared into the face of that white, that light, that soundless and blinding night, and a thousand of my ships were launched without me stirring a hair.
borborygmus.
i have stared into the face of that white, that light, that soundless and blinding night, and a thousand of my ships were launched without me stirring a hair.
borborygmus.