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He greets the day with open eyes Sounds of sprinklers meet him there. He feels the wet grass beneath his palm and slowly raises himself off the ground He looks as though at any moment he could collapse into an endless nothing trapped between the moments between the moments halfway down the gullet of a bear when you fight gravity nobody wins
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Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 3:39 PM UTC
Lawn and so on
He greets the day with open eyes Sounds of sprinklers meet him there. He feels the wet grass beneath his palm and slowly raises himself off the ground He looks as though at any moment he could collapse into an endless nothing trapped between the moments between the moments halfway down the gullet of a bear when you fight gravity nobody wins
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Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 3:39 PM UTC
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