march 14 9:02 pm : 2023
Hello world
im flying
dying to meet where the past is something i can see :could see,
And everything sees.
todAY
never have i loved life so,, yet here i die.
so desperate
i feel i give breath to this
feed the illusion but deep down
cannot shake that i we are nothing
past
past
past
today is friday february 18th. i dont know why im writing to you but whoever you are please let me know youre there. I keep feeling as though if its meant to be it will be heard. you being there is me . you being the one for me i will wait
progress: this has been a year since february 18th. its here again
lateral and ongoing. goodbye february 2023
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