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[catwalkswagger]

Walked right through the afternoon, most of the morning too; delirious, my stomach practically up-heaving, breath like ice around the outside of a pond. Something of a mess, quite particular and uncharacteristic hung overhead like watercolor abstractions born of virtuosity and an infuriating absence of light, cradling a frigidity, harsh, penetrable

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[ext_123856]

damn you..

[inabilitylost]

just beautiful