![]() ![]() The beholdeness was not the real problem, it was my innocence and hope that IT would save me, a child's hope, a sad lavender boiz hope for salvation and value. ![]() many dreams that I literally killed the long haired young me who was so tragically beholdened to POESY (BIG ARCHETYPE). Yet a' nother foray into beginnings, stating, restating, no rebates on efforts made but some payoff (what costs?) or bounce tho temporary, when now's a Bequine (river giving ever its current) begins anew.Ī boat as frail as a May butterfly.' - Hart Crane Supreme Fiction or Lavish Absence: From The Dusk Of My Ghost House - Adventures Of An Autodactyl - A Vanity Mildly Tourettic
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