Tag: Thoughts
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/Evaporation
The words They I meanI try to say The words Are clear Near… dear And then they’re goneNo longer here I fear Evaporated
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One Minute Ramble: The Key To Everything
(Or Nothing, as the case may be!) Photographed is a key. THE key. The key to that door in the place below the Cellar. THAT door. The door to the other place. THAT other place. You know the one. The place where it is. IT… the lava… and stuff. Only now, that place isn’t there.…