these are all the things i have wrote this year yet are unexplained and some that have not seen the light of day
2) the last time you saw me you put your hands on my shoulder, was that closure was that pain or pleasure without the element of surprise? when you left me i was obsessed with renaissance frescoes because i spent my time gazing at white plastered ceilings (what we used to do in the dark) i thought there were only two conversations that mattered to me but now i don't even remember what i said. i wrote a book for you, in indelible ink word for word
here is that book, I left out X
3)
i started burning paper
4) i'm not sure what else i have to say
enjoy the last day of the year
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Hi Cherie fairy.
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