Notes
Everything was gold. It was the afternoon of extravagant delight. We squelched in the mud of our joy. Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted. And perhaps I’ll simply never sleep again.
Everything was gold. It was the afternoon of extravagant delight. We squelched in the mud of our joy. Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted. And perhaps I’ll simply never sleep again.
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