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Painfully Dull
Painfully Dull 04 Apr 2012 Tag: Prosetry

A Glow

there are days i don't want the sun to set on us; where we should race it, rolling westward at an unstopping momentum, bringing erasure to the day's beginnings as we flood toward an unreachable end. it's a day like this when i realise we're impossible -- you, with your baked-clay shoulders,...

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