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there's a sort of hope here, sun shining through glass warmth spreading throughout. see, and this... this is the kind of thing i want to be able to grasp. hold onto.
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Jul 25, 2021
Jul 25, 2021 at 5:46 AM UTC
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there's a sort of hope here, sun shining through glass warmth spreading throughout. see, and this... this is the kind of thing i want to be able to grasp. hold onto.
a quick write from December, 2017
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Tokyo, Japan
Jul 25, 2021
Jul 25, 2021 at 5:46 AM UTC
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