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quinnie - warm body
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quinnie - waste
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wesley wolffe - frick 12
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there is a hidden castle built of chrysocolla, guarded by rocky mountain liquor bottle soldiers, and when the wind blows u can feel the clouds roll right through u...
i love you still, just now with a headache.
carnelian blood and citrine fantasy, gold smothered all along the trash heap, and a one hundred proof moat wraps around the city...
all hail eternal nothing!
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with my eyes filled with hair, my fists full of silverware, i rose up to the stars to see what was really down here. i saw the tops of the trees, the curve and the shape of these city streets, i saw altais' face in the eyes of darby creek.
rain pelts the streets as the clouds play the timpani. i can swim through the floods, but lightning keep away from me!
i went out to hear the storm, i took my shirt off in the warmth. although the lightning lingered on, by the time i got outside, the thunder had all gone.
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what's going on in my big reality? is my universe a cell in somebody's body? are there tiny little galaxies swimming through my bloodstream all full of tiny little people wondering the same exact thing?
she taught me life was in everything, and i was alive in her.
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