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Wednesday, April 26, 2017

I believe in a world of myself
A tight and beautiful procession sweeps gently against the concrete outside my house; it's all concrete. The newborn trees came in still and turned to settled dust despite the bad wind. If only I––Chief Apathy Officer (CAO)––could be of some assistance, but my mango-peach DumDum™ mind is a slog. This is called 'getting back on track' and the taxes we pay to clear the debt are a great minimalist sleep, the only form of such wherein the outcome is unable to be appreciated.