“This Privation”
“Say what you mean.”
Well, I have nothing to mean on yet.
People go.
There’s just enough habit to make something of them.
Reality comes in folds- let them go, and more folds will be made.
Are you going to stop me or let me speak by chance?
I’m going to be really sick.
I’m going to be really sick.
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