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14 April 1.15pm
for you. i have a gem. limke once or twice removed to our buffered state. At an arms length. perpetuated by forever gaze. It'll arrive to you wrapped in our dream.
14 april 3.05pm
Um yes please your delicious saturated mind on the end of a fading classic colour. All your time and money in front of my green eyed hunger.
14 april 3.34pm
my minds a fledging. getting there from the city streets. are you going to hop upon a sketch of life and drink it down in a finebone dream? please and thanks.
14 april 3.40pm
forever.
15 april 9.10pm
you are too amzing for 160 characters of prose. a silence has fell on my bones. a book on my lap. let me memorise your path and scratch out a face. yours. please.
15 april 10.30pm
superflourous warnings warings everywhere, i want to submerge you in the canals of our silent chorus. times are blocks. of cobwebbed worlds. escape and be.
15 april 10.36pm
[our] words [and our light] have the power [and the mystery] to open seasome and reveal [love and grow] liberal piles of golden metallic suns [and heart]
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