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I wish I were bones. elegant and lifeless. holding memories and casting shadows. listless. washed over. backdrop of histories and mysteries and love and pain and horror. ribs curved to hold the soul. ribs curved to keep out the cold this is all a dream anyway.
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i ffeel so embarrassed talking to my friends after isolating myself like might as well keep myself in the shame cube for a couple more days
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Whatever you do, don’t watch Fox News tonight.
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Gabriel (The Dream of Annunciation I), 2013
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