fragments of a whole. a whole we can't see. we sense it. sense time, fragments, a continuum, of troughs and waves. sinking, floating, sinking objects.
r. looked back to the beginning of this, this diary, something i wanted but was shy of myself. it was different then, less words, yet with the same themes. we like to grow, we like to feel growing, we don't know though. how we grow.
r. looked back to the beginning of this, this diary, something i wanted but was shy of myself. it was different then, less words, yet with the same themes. we like to grow, we like to feel growing, we don't know though. how we grow.
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