Paper tears beneath bamboo tides. Exhaled ink taking root for a little while in afterdays. Empty hours filled with Others. The annoyance of button-scarce patchwork obligation. Cardboard apathy seeping into the years. The broken repetition of discarded oaths and moldering pores. Fruitlessly looking for the lost meaning of youth in the dregs of an evening. Rift sowing in the discontent. And the hushed diagnosis of senescence.
12:53 p.m. - 2023-03-02
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