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I bring myself, to your altar open and ambiguous focused softly with an underpainting of dark teal blue. Staggering in a self-conversation neither entirely conscious nor fully verbal. For a moment it quiets me just to be there.
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Jan 5, 2023
Jan 5, 2023 at 7:48 PM UTC
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I bring myself, to your altar open and ambiguous focused softly with an underpainting of dark teal blue. Staggering in a self-conversation neither entirely conscious nor fully verbal. For a moment it quiets me just to be there.
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Jan 5, 2023
Jan 5, 2023 at 7:48 PM UTC
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