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twenty-seven february
eleven : oh-four p.m.
i don't want those responsiblities anymore.
summer. early morning. windows open, a breeze moving the tassle windsock. we're laying in my bed - you've spent the night.
we're both wearing our clothes from the day before.
music : radio
literature : helicon
fixation : earl grey tea