I wonder if we could view ourselves from the next dimension if our words and actions would seem as odd as dreamspeak does upon waking …

I can’t deep rain of thorns

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The rules of the game belong to the tombstones (post 2016 election)

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remember childhood math
a big dip
of the big dipper

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firefly,
angel of God,
I’m ready for my closeup now