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twenty-eight march
eleven : oh-seven p.m.
the moon was full and yellow and hazy. i wanted to sit and watch it forever.
"i wish i would stop thinking about him. i wish i could."
he just looked so sad.
music : "coxcomb red" by songs : ohia
literature : email
fixation : worries