went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
its always ourselves we find in the sea





[remember that writers crave readers above all else.]
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30 amnesias; après moi, le déluge. Je suis désolé.
project reciprocation: [link]
take a good look down.
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the death of one is a tragedy
the death of a million is just a statistic.
So ya, let me know who you are haha.
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It's a different situation.
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It's a different situation.
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