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Jan 2018
close my eyes.


today, the thesaurus revealed
himself to me as
my enemy. i
do not want any words
to describe this. keep a
perfect sonnet of all
feelings felt until now.
keep everything
under the radical
complex. prescribe me a
boundary condition.


open my eyes.
when you describe something you make it simple

i hope you wake up to this. i hope i can wake up to you one day.
September
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September  Victoria, BC
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   Fred
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