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atoms from my youth
the wasteland grows.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Summertime
I've got not more space in my head to talk to anyone, not even myself. There is a bifurcation altering my thought pattern, I am distended in both emptiness and excess. Maybe I'm just worn out; lucky me, summer's coming down soon.
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