so I said why not take a stab at taking a break see the sea and see what happens but now it seemed to present a note of late summer grass too long submerged in still water so let it rot and replace it if and when any other if and when reach ripeness though who knows what colony may have flourished on the washed rind of that tepid advice for a queasy smile as far as this stomach can walk while empty a small star broadcasts its lukewarm burn
Tag: advice
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just the normal kind of socially sanctioned stupid. Nothing vicious. Just someone who’s looking for. Sure, I could give you some advice, but you’d never take me seriously with this haircut and the auction’s about to end. That’s the thing about our planet at this late stage—outbid again—damn. What’s a person have to do to—what was I saying? Something about how it sticks in your eye and can sometimes catch the light just right & a rainbow—what’s that? No, you’d never make it. They watch our every move
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