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I was just in my shower after a long time away from it. Thoughts scattered and fell over and I felt like The Dead fumbling at the start of Morning— —Dew in the Lyceum in London, not Athens, before it all makes sense again
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Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
Fumbling at the Start of Morning
I was just in my shower after a long time away from it. Thoughts scattered and fell over and I felt like The Dead fumbling at the start of Morning— —Dew in the Lyceum in London, not Athens, before it all makes sense again
Daniel-J-Weller
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Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
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