It's a funny thing when you crave company knowing company doesn't crave you. I say "funny" i suppose i mean sad. But i guess that's how i've come to translate such things. This fire blooms and shimmers like satan in his best sunday suit, tugging at my pant leg like a goddamn child expecting me to watch it grow up and overtake me. It points
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