and you man, will always point your fishes at me

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The malnourished box, with her steady diet of ball-point pen ink and notes in d-minor, peered excitedly over the edge of the dust-blanketed cheap wooden shelf. and with splinters digging into all six sides of her corrugated being, she exhaled the moldy cotton and rust, closing the flaps of her dog-eared eyes, and collected a dozen more bloodless

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[memory_forsaken]

your writing is breath-taking.