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the days are passing spilling into weeks and then years. it is astonishing really. i just turned my head and already one and a half years and three years too i am hiding away there are options but i am careful it takes time to decide decipher and to gather. i should eat dinner but i ate too many strawberries and the heat is rising from my skin. the cultivation has been turning about slowly it is a new seed a new way of operation of action reaction of response. it is filled with space. the mum he gave me tilts towards me not saying anything at all. i have felt utterly alone for the entirety of my time it really is something incredible. all of a sudden there is this massive change but it is still very slow there is really no other way to describe it. it could be as if everything has drastically changed, but it didn't it turned slowly around perhaps like a modeled petticoat. i turned and here i am the sound of the nitebrite pieces crashing on the floor startled i am here all of a sudden my skin is pulsing in the heat. when the heat goes on like this the night goes on the promise of everything.
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