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Home ill.

the painkillers that are meant to make me sleep instead only give the air a glow. alcohol goes with for promise of music that cannot be heard.

I'm catching up on my "watched" now. do I really have some as-yet-unseen 2 years old? timecapsule amusing: I've been on DA for 5 years and feel kin to some I've never met nor touched. they don't know what impact they have. I don't either.

I've not been literary of late: too busy with a job I like. odd to only find at 31: a young fool in new shoes when I thought to be old and steady by now, bearing Myrrh for the master.

shout outs to the wailing wall:
=mngamojemo has been writing licks to charm these weary ears for some years now. I don't know if she knows, but let her continue until the Last.

*AngellofFyre is a flower forever budding into new shapes and charming to boot, even when a trifle shocked by strange green men.

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having done this much, perhaps I should submit soon. it's been an aeon or six.

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edit:
on another note, I'm sad and irritated by the number of people I've come to admire who are no longer on DA (somedrunkblackspoon, et al). the internet is no longer strange and new and beautiful. nothing is perfect except the wire that carries us, so long as it does.

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MILL