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hiv - a life sentence? a death sentence? positive living, the buzzwords of our time and epidemic. i dunno about any of that. sounds hard.
pots! earthy, full flavours and spice with pepper. Use it to make food warmer, smell, taste like fire and ground.
dead sea. israel. palms and fate lines. some weeks ago i became mesmerized by my own palms, my two friends who do everything for me, with me. my companions, my workers, my identity
soak them all right in back again and again... like a bottle to explode, like a blanket to keep out the cold, like a way to forget... but doomed to remember again and again... squeezed by a trigger
so many. so long. loooong blocks; three minutes versus one minute. Or is that one minute versus twenty ish seconds? long strides, tight face. closed. open
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