She followed the river pouring from his mouth, floating deltas twisting in air, and will understand (in a later life) that they were ghosts all along, and well — you can never really love a ghost.
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She followed the river pouring from his mouth, floating deltas twisting in air, and will understand (in a later life) that they were ghosts all along, and well — you can never really love a ghost.
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i enjoyed the one you removed. have you been writing more, as resolved?
it was an old one, somehow it always sounded a bit off. writing is not going too well. bloo.