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🀥 premier chapitre.

oddments: récit de jour
jan 26, 2024.

every shortened word shall remain
🐇 crumbling to my casket, brambles
overdue in every sonorous, the cradle
of my heart quieten at your slumber.
the luminary will scout me with chorale
of their enthroned emphasis, roast
of a momentary emerge, for i have
daunted into the carbuncle mope of
augusts coarse undertow

soil de pluie, [1989———its
hurt enough] ☽ @soiratelier

[suite du jour] a. 🫐📄

and found my dwelling in the misery of your eyelets caught unmoored falling foregoing the disavow snapshots rambling overhead your couch fumble.

[conte de lune] b. 🌲🌌

am i the downside falling over our heads, such the greedy heart soothe on our dwell?

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