Month: December 2019

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alone in the verdant field she munches the grass though there’s no satisfaction there remembering her last love even the fresh grass and buttercups of this warm Spring morning taste bland, empty, meaningless why…

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I have a lot of it, more than I thought I did, and in the past couple years I spent time going through Stuff I owned that I stored in my pale red barn,…