Last night I had a dream about an empty body. It seemed to be mine. I didn't think about why it was empty, my only concern was to fill it. It didn't matter what I filled it with, but the body needed to be filled. I need to fill the void.
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But where did my insides go?
1 comment:
that is pretty insane, pretty intense, definalty could be very deep.
that maybe we need to care of the how, and the what
love ya... and still waiting for a novel of a letter
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