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Click hereI cannot decide whether I am numb or in shock from the pain. I seem to have lost my toe tag. Imagines being slipped into a sharp metal envelope swiping your tongue against yellow glue, paste. Uncomfortable on your side whatever side that you're on. I'm flexible. When comfortable I sit with my hand over my heart. I want to believe in god. I seek a wise white haired old man to teach me how to love. Old school is better. Gimme that old time religion. I am a woman of pepper and swampland of bottom feeders and the ku klux klan. You may have ripped my heart out. I wish there was a reset button. Rewind. Second chances are possible. I wonder what card it would be that stands for you. Scared to pull my own deck and read how I've grossly mismanaged my assets. But how I dream!
You're in between the mountains and wasteland. Have you got a light?
and I like it. Somewhere between the stream of conscious and the heart felt words there is a simple beauty. and my card will always be the hermit.
but might improve with a review and some tightening - I thought your other endeavours today were both better, not to say this isn't pretty damned good. S.O.