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This morning I swatted a fly, straight handed slap across my face as I woke up. There was dry spittle on the corners of my mouth and the bed sheets stuck to me like old mill-due honey, wanting to carry on what was the night before and so on. That sweet morning sleep, it’s the…
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And there, underneath the tall grass lie all of the Words. Malignant creatures created by our greeds. With wry smiles they point their pointed fingers, spells cast out like a net catching those wide eyed and stupefied, the ones yearning for the meaning they carry. These are the creatures that keep the Dance of the…
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I’ll tell ya Annie, one of these days, you listenin’? One of these day’s we’ll get out of this Godless place. We’ll go so far they’ll just give up and stop looking for us, you hear me? A place so far away where it’s just you and me, imagine it. And theres a sea there,…
DARCY GREY 