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[wiresandwavesss]

you know those memories you have of when you were young. the ones where you are 5 and 6 and 7, and you remember them being different than what they are. you see something that lifts the thought from behind the mass of concentrated bullshit. bits and pieces. i remember picking apples in my yard and wondering how many cups of juice it would make.

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[chelly2]

hug