As I lie here, submerged in loose-paper articles from first year, with white Apple wires snaking over my leaf-orange bed sheets and under my ivory-skin comforter (y'know, the always cold yet meaty kind of blanket), I think about how convoluted this sentence is, which leads me to think about how convoluted my brain's been lately
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p.s. you have my "stuff"
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