Wednesday, June 28, 2023
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There is fiction is the space between...
In your remembrance of your bad dream
There's no one but you standing...
Sometimes a lie...is the best thing
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"Evelyn slapped Raymond on the back with a laugh. 'You must be starved, old friend. Come into my apartments, and suffer through a deep breakfast of pure sunlight.'"