spring shivers aren’t because of blossoms
it breezes year round
now clever lusting the all novel innocently
that’s not sheepishly
lying and not busy later it itches less in the hustle
numbed until you’ve waned
unless you forget
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the sieve and the sand 
[depression/adolescence]
tim… i actually like that i dont always know what its about… if you tell us every time then we lose 1/2 the fun… that is.. it meaning what we think it means.