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Oct 2017
"EXIST, EXIST" screams my shape to the horizon.
"I SEE YOU, I DO" shouts the horizon to my shape.

We are lonely in each other's company,
though we are always touching.
Story
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Story  28/Northampton, MA
(28/Northampton, MA)   
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   Zero Nine
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