Sunday, July 11, 2021


 i think hope and fear are about the same. dark sunday, i got a backache. 
i was foolish there in the wave crush, acting like a kid, comet yelling me in. 
sometimes i want to quit but clearly or muddledly, each time i keep going. percentage-wise most people have a hell of a lot more trouble than i.

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