i embrace the tendency towards reckless abandon as a form of denial. but turned on it's head it translates as acceptance. so dont stop. at least not yet. instead come to me crouched at the water's edge in exchanges with birds and we'll bury these lightweight bones with their secret cavities and religiously write on these crumpled bedsheets until the words resemble a mandala.
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your words are like a drug to me... i can't get enough! thank you for sharing so much of yourself...s
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