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Category: Memory
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Imperfect treasure Rust hides the value of toil Coil this withered skin
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The suggestion hit Randi on both sides of her head. Concussion protocols activated. The call, though? The one that told her to run away rather than stand her ground? Yeah, Randi would live the rest of her days to regret that decision. Always an army of one, Randi relied on the predictability of chance. Mishaps and happenstance and…
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It’s no use wishingchange caused a cascadeslide offpulled upbook this. Talk, it wasvoice floatedthoughttouchsuffocate me. Doesn't a faint shadeappear cold?Round bright pink found out.Think through the rest. Guess what? "You don't know." Do we stay here forever? "We will." Our hearts beat slower. "I get the image." What was missing? "A handle on the…
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Gray is a mainstay. Embrace stained fingers in the fight to keep the strands of truth covered up. Prepare to dance despite the snaggletoe and dizziness. Do mind the bones that scrape against bone and the sneak attack to the lower back. Everything tastes like chicken which is terrible for grapefruit growers. Last night's dream…
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near enough alikelove becomes a power toolanimosity battling to breathelashing out to have my sayassassination blood holds us in placehard not to hear the outburstinappropriate sharpen angry wordsa kick in the gut replyargumentative fighting to competeaggression loses its fun realization Brothers until our days fray and unravel and leave us to wonder: 'Which of…
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There is no magic. No need to live in seclusion with esoteric texts to break down. The library in your head works just fine. Go ahead, try it. Close your eyes and let memory transport you to: – the cedar tree fort and the way its sweet pungency hit the back of your throat; –…
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I can tell you how it all goes down, but do you trust my memory? What hasn't happened yet brews in the back of someone's head and I know/remember/hypothesize what comes next. Don't worry about how you come out in the telling of it all. The whole thing's a fabrication. Time makes sure the script…
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