.a.) It hasn't poured this much as long as I remember, but I've been forgetting a lot. Sometimes you get used to scraping bottom. There
are wrecking balls moving in these rooms forgotten. Tearing it all down around me. Taking little stabs at growing. Cutting my arms to
spears making dreams and .
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