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your injury will not keep you warm tonight.

light moments in the heavy words
the sun out, the fog
inside the ice, only in the glasses.

take everything calmly
in the package still soft in the middle
night kisses might be many
any inappropriate

the coffee is always bitter. thanks.
while I recover from the consciousness of an ordinary day. I
unshaven
and ideas for sale here.

prejudices are cold.
warm blankets.
hot women.

know how sometimes you just think about it.
in solitude.