A pink paper crane with clipped wings. Uncertainty giving way to disappointment from unmatched handwriting. Long hours spent examining the mostly naked reflection in the mirror. Unrealized results from entire afternoons of climbing colored rocks and swimming in dirty rivers. Listening to unlikely lecturers talk about being held deeply personally accountable. Tiny pockets of dissonant static that echo parallel to those words.
11:17 a.m. - 2018-06-18
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