I have a feeling this is going to be a creative summer. Dissapointments always come about in the subtlest of ways and the start of this particular summer is no exception. I've got nothing and it's on the verge of everything. I can see the things I've looked forward to, waiver and even one of those painfully has already fallen through. Adios chikita
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The teller of time.
The wash the dishes,
or actually explore the fruits of labor.
I hear that stuff is sterile;
you might be able to drink it if you were in dire need.
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