no. 36

an admission: every line you cannot read one more line of __ erased

in another millenia or so maybe will be gone

no. 35

tonight’s reality is brought to you by delivery pizza and blue Christmas lights

tomorrow we place our faith in crock pot chicken

[for]

about pal were never was never really trading a dogma

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though to be some need sort of thing
the divine tires of hiding uncertainty