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keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails
<< Sunday, Dec. 12, 2021 - 8:03 pm >> there are sunken comments in moments and careful concealing in feelings. this summer has been cold, the plants remain soggy and wet like forlorn sea creatures. in this summer, your words fade away like distant battle ships. i've forgotten the softness of your lips. moments in comments that are forgotten but missed. |