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He is no danger to anyone
There was a storm looming
There was still sweetness in his eyes
The universe is ungoverned
That right there happening was a haiku!
The air was so still that I could hear the world turning
They drifted along, changing shapes, with the golden sunlight on them
Some background checking is required
A shrug is comprehensible to everyone
Holding still can sometimes prove more effective than actively searching
I still remember what that felt like
Still beautiful even in its decline
She doesn’t know you’re in love with her
And what were the concerns of the day?
I’ll be home late. Get some sleep.
You a pitiful case if ever I see one
One never knows quite whom or what to trust
What in the world are you doing?
I don’t know what to say
"You can’t just drop a bunch of rocks in a pile to make a stone wall"
The world is incredible at this time of day, isn’t it?
Let me just slow this down a little bit here
We live in a city of (rough) approximations
I was hoping there might be a clue here
They were waiting for me at the end of the line
I couldn’t sleep that night, not a wink
Let me catch my breath
I think it’s better to be up high
I hate it when corpses go walkabout
Don’t be scared, this isn’t dangerous for you
The orange light looks like a gasoline fire
I wanted to know how it felt to run
Don’t you know the grass is always green
There was a massive silence
How on earth can you be this jolly?
She pictured wolves, packs of them
He did not want to explain anything to anybody
Something beneath the ground was attempting to dig upwards
I can’t tell you all my secrets so soon
They sat silently for another moment, watching the moss grow
Is that you inside that ridiculous disguise?
Fortunately we live in a place where things like this are so scandalous people continue to talk about them
Little by little, the sounds dwindled and died
He would never offer me any harm
Stolen heroes and the gods of dead peoples brooded in the darkness beyond the road
The wind can be a little scary here
Where are the people who live here?
Have you ever seen a dragon?
It’s so easy to hide these days
Everything above is frozen and stiff, but down below it moves along
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