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the unfamiliar caterpillar woke to the day but it was all new nothing the same way. why would he stay? when his body was sore he woke up on new years and his fears no longer bore with his shed of a past life everything is strife. but with wings, every little thing gleams and feels right. right. right then left then right again. there you are, my friend. Happy new year. -Jac + mac
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Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 4:55 PM UTC
Happy new year, caterpillar
the unfamiliar caterpillar woke to the day but it was all new nothing the same way. why would he stay? when his body was sore he woke up on new years and his fears no longer bore with his shed of a past life everything is strife. but with wings, every little thing gleams and feels right. right. right then left then right again. there you are, my friend. Happy new year. -Jac + mac
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Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 4:55 PM UTC
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