teetering back and forth between decison and the choice to say [fuck it].
and i've never felt so lost but hopeful.
the un der,
sky
was
can dy lu
minous
edible
spry
pinks shy
lemons
greens coo l choc
olate
s.
a lo
co
mo
tive s pout
ing
vi
o
lets
— the sky was - by e.e. cummings
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