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6 RepliesNow I am awake wastelander child, and I have your woman. She still lives.
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Now I sleep, young wastelander child. All the world is a wind that rushes past my mind, in impacts of granite sound and sandstone siren song; phosphene clay and dull, pink, parent flesh. I fade. I lean; a vibration so fine, hair thin and sharp of inversions eye. Maps resemble me in forgetfulness more than my name. Farewell wastelander child, I sleep now. Finally, now.
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1 ReplyEdited by Elegiac: 3/22/2013 1:47:40 AMjesus christ, it's [i]in my thread[/i] OT: masturbate