
Just about three days to get my shit together.
Sharing,
Sleeping,
Preparation. And lots of it.
I’m way behind.
My nephew was a belly crawler.
The view pulses, you can’t see it in a still shot.
I’m looking at it right now. The buildings glow
Or maybe burn or
Flare and jump.
Imperfect translations..
One hundred years ago they saw ghosts.
1:58 a.m.
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