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— — pfp by ashley — i think we need to overthrow the government completely

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looking for arrowheads

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legwork :)

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the clouds were stormy and the sky peach—i snapped pictures, changed lenses, kept snapping, and when i was done i sat down, satisfied, before realizing that there was no sd card in gertie, and got a nice chuckle out of the whole thing

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oh you, wonderful you—little difference-maker you

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the way you make it sound—like something unforeseen happened, and of that i can assure you; no, nothing like that

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there is a light
at the end of
the tunnel

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words like a stream,
& history is an ocean

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the leathery face of leaves, the dappled light, the swimming pool of a breeze

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a day the size of memory

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finding that the nub my life has been whittled to remains, has always been, or perhaps has just begun to be a fertile rock for which the moss of tidings clings and harbors and spreads, that only now, having had much of my experiential glories stripped, can the dance take another—

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the gentile comfort of regret

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—if you need me

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the ripples of the shadows, like pages in a book

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the luxury of grief

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even i can’t fully appreciate (for obv. reasons) how good it feels to finally get a full night of sleep after what feels like a month without

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i talk to the wind

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the way the world relates to you changes, and instead of the constant snowfall of ash it feels as though rain has begun to fall, the drops pattering upon the crust and buildup, wiping away for the skin underneath

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stupid pills: up 1 billion
me: trying not to count the score

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i called out ‘help, please! won’t somebody help me?’ and i heard a mouse squeak, and i knew i would be alright—i closed my eyes and the devil roared and shook my body mightily, i kept them closed and could feel the contact point on my stomach—it is difficult to sleep, but i hope

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song for the day because