dandelions
is there a place for words such as ours? for language as unsavory as it is? may our lovely words thrive as the wind blows, dispersing seeds that land where they will, and fill the lawns with little yellow flowers.
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Spurs
Our current perspective, in this very moment, is altered by everything we've ever experienced up til now, what happened years ago and what happened moments ago, and the accompanying thoughts. We are forever changing.
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