in_hindsight
palm it all becomes for you. 050323
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mourninglight cruel 050323
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snow written for me. anamorphed into you.


pleading.

sometimes words beg to be realised. And even I cannot speak of who I write for or to.
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Snook I should have been nice to the ones I wasn't, and mean to the ones that I was. 050930
what's it to you?
who go
blather
from