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[elixabeth]

i'm sitting on the dock again today at noon. baby waves lunge at my feet, and i can hear hurricanes rustling over the water. the wind is savage, stirs the sea up like a soup, all i can think is that i want to plunge to the bottom. all the bateaux arrive at the pier, open up gaping jaws to purge themselves onto the island. tourists are falling like

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[stendh_alone]

hello again

un coup de déjà vu?

[elixabeth]

what a beauteous span of atmosphere, oh dear.

my plane rumbled over godthaab, greenland. longitude exact. shook my organism up like ethanol.
was that your spirit pulsating through the heavens?

[marikology]

how come i'm not on your friends list? ::cries:::