space, this is my maqseurdae i am the face that peeks through the window i am the one that is locked
this is my childhood windowodniw these are ALL my brokkchcszxszxen toys
these are the memories lost and expired and replace them, my book is open to write drive you around at the back of a tricycle
radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love suffocate suffocate love invade invade radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love suffocate suffocate love occupy occupy
this is my empty . space.
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