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Stories
The Crow
i hear the entire bloodline talk and toast to drink, my bedsheets keep me warm. ananas
Mr. Flask
we've weaved ourselves perfect and can't lift a finger
Sad
why are you sad? no, don't be sad don't be sad
Find the Crow
it was made of stone, of stone, stone, marble
Dam of Resentment
The dam of resentment came tumbling down
Dawdle
i say i will but i never do i say i will but i never do
The Roots
Trembling through the silicone vignette of your vision, the roots remain breathless to offer retribution,
A Conversation
where are you? I'm here.
We've Met Before.
I saw you in my dream last night. Or was it you?
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