.In celebration of silence, a perspired treasures worked for by others. I'm ungrateful in a waysâI'm more interested in the weather.
I'm thinking of a place that doesn't exist, a crop formation in my head planted by the dead missing their lonely children while watching me purposefully overdo.
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