Monthly Archives: November 2025

29th floor

good is not best.time is not wasted.the universe hides.cold is your left hand.you almost died. 2025

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our party

we are here.the aliens aren’t.the clouds look likestrangers. 2025

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12:04

sometimes,you cross my mind.sometimes,i think of you. 2025

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the careful boy

i am a quiet gravity, and not a singlesound of my footstepsare heardaudibly. 2025

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love birds

i am your exact opposite.our ideas clash, but we’re still appropriate. 2025

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