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Wastes our homes sink in to part what needs we're starved. Tower's fawn, cast carry in shadow, gaze up, or seed roots set for them

Body let me let me body let me body go — gathered under reliquary jam, episode 13 xiii. death

I'll Build The Head copyright Golden Abyss


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I am honoured to have been referenced in this work. These are wonderful ideas conveyed by transcendent writing that bends and breaks the medium in a beautiful manner. Well done.


A sky across from selves we pass pulls water made breath fate’s cast in us, or hard things we can do

Polychronic shadows equilize, raise contradiction — lit during reliquary jam, episode 12 sunrise, sunset


Screenshots of spreads here thanks better solution once things are better for me https://photos.app.goo.gl/vWy9e4wLeu2aHgAM8


We send the spaceship into orbit, parked, or pull out stakes and poles from a tent and head to the stop.

space a moment held, a song — sung during reliquary jam, episode 11 restful apocalypse.