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springterlude ii #14 4/03/25 spring is here and still i feel the haunt of winter in my throat. God #15 4/03/25 people say that God comes to them in dreams, ...

inner mingling #9 4/03/25 maybe it can all go away if i believe it to become untrue; the life that paints the hand is the death that wilts the soul. ...

one day it will all die #8 4/02/2025 i. the faded yellow glow of the basement dust flickers alive and i say-- "these all look like some damn strange fireflies" ...

woohoo! snoink you're literally such a great person to know , i'm so glad to have met you :D

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detriment #7 4/02/25

i call the air by my own name #2 4/01/25 someday i will reconvince the heavens; clouds are mine, even without the permanance of worldly posessions. it's so hard to ...

subterfuge #1 4/01/25 sometimes when i can't sleep (restless) i bite the carotene back until i get blood from the tissue as it severs itself into my incisor and tell ...

i (transitionally)-- shed this mortal husk to break into the new light(life), where i will be so much more than myself.

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seeds napo goals ✨ favorite poem .🌃 water poem on the spot pre napo poem sunlight like threads foxtails' chi's why napo?

i'd like to join :3

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~ what would it feel like to shed this mortal husk and finally disperse myself into memory? ~~ eulogy's napo two-thousand-twenty-five ~~ (yes i changed the title) napo twenty four: ...

don't abandon me; i too-- no, we all die with memories of day.