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there are thousands of things i want to say and i can't find even one way to say one thing so sometimes i tamp them down and mix them with syrupy sweet sludge in my mug and other times i remember bits and pieces of them and write them on scraps of paper and abandon them lost and found whatever is shoved into the bottom of that cardboard box was only lost never found nobody knows where they come from or where they will go after the lost and found lost and found waiting the miscellaneous and i
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
the miscellaneous and i
there are thousands of things i want to say and i can't find even one way to say one thing so sometimes i tamp them down and mix them with syrupy sweet sludge in my mug and other times i remember bits and pieces of them and write them on scraps of paper and abandon them lost and found whatever is shoved into the bottom of that cardboard box was only lost never found nobody knows where they come from or where they will go after the lost and found lost and found waiting the miscellaneous and i
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Apr 2, 2018
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