"The only paradise is paradise lost" -Marcel Proust
My thoughts are more broken recently. None lingering more so than the other. Only reocurring thoughts that circulate as much as I aimlessly circle my surroundings. I want to write, write my life down in pages and worship my hand. Focus and unfocus the script, assured that it is fine, mine. TO know I own my own thoughts, even still when they are
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