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[anisetta]

    Something has happened to me, and I have not been myself for a long time. I know I could find it again, the grotto in the pit of my belly where there are pearls, silvery mermaids, diaphanous rocks and thick, luminous green waters, but it is as though there is a wall where the rivers of my nerves snake to and from my poor coiled brain, and I

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[bieniu]

i love this. cos i can relate to it. "i can't seem to think in long distance anymore" yes. where is my weed-whacker?