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Little mutt barks at traffic or else just watches it pass by or else waves to the boaters on the Seine. If I post enough here of what moves me. "The sweet talk of aliens, bound by destruction." This is what a life is for (for the record).Links
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it isn’t always so difficult or stolen
it isn’t always untrustworthy
even in the outside world amazingly
there exist people to curl against
who feel exactly like you feel to you
who are exactly as familiar
only you don’t hate (at least) them
and they don’t send you away
in that way you’d send you away
and it’s almost believable
if you can silence long enough
to feel worth enough to believe
while you’re forgetting everything
or you are just the sad story they chose
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