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I.facts based uponopinions of othersand only ever offered upwithout another's promptit's not as if she'sshort on other's informationeitherII.too busy ..
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hindered only by psychological creaturesand an annoying conscience with a bad attitudeshe watched the rocks crumble around her feetwith something like..
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dry hands tap black keys for the fifty-sixth day in a row,
editing word by word, space by space, pixel by pixel,
for the perfection that n..
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technicolor pegs peep through,
stuck into a weathered wooden plank,
meant to be hit repeatedly, incessantly
a dozen, or a hundred, ch..
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wrote a bunch of nonsenseand about three different versions of one story.hated it all.deleted it all.posted this instead.
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i have this aching feelingthat i'll spend a great portion of my adult life,curled in an uncomfortable chairin front of a computer screenscrolling thro..
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leathered, melanomicskin and corn floss hair,
dirt encrusted clothing
save the immpecable fool's gold crossstrung 'roundher neck.
a kindl..
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those split-second moments
when sharp situations lose their harsh edges
and black and white fade to gray.
a sense of calm overwhelms
a..
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often times, i would look out the window and something would seem to have moved, though almost imperceptibly or just with the wind or move..
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an undefined moment
of hazed edged and razed expectation
balances dewlike upon the edges of change.
to leap where one has already..
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