my scenic boys are sleeping inside my bed. they purr and snore. i am inept of their eloquence. awake. grey. veined. both deplore this monotone. my every day bruise. its every day shades. they feel sleep. he cant understand my feelings are without even the crease of primaries, a low humming. now without pitch
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how is gaston?
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