in my hands these curls, and my scalp under these thumbs. the lines familiar, the place and time i have known before. slowly i belive i could become nothing but this white blanket and softly it seems i will lose track of where in this plot today we have fallen.
i remember that script as i once decreed,
"fall asleep next to one dream of another wonder if he can tell",
those lines,
i can no longer recall which i meant and when or what
this time i wonder if i can make any more of a distinction.
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"i dont want default monogomy, you know, just because the rules are already written."
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