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Dear, I am a young man.

Dear, absent-mindedly I …

Take my lives, take these lines.

Dear, residents will know how inconvenient …

Dear, remember the night bus, how we fell in & out of caffeine?

Jingling with the music you purchased from the clouds.

An astronaut you called your father.

How nonsense always made sense.

That scholar of fairy tales.

We were nodding-reading. swimming-fucking. & lying-believing.

How simple it was until we had to finally forget ourselves.

Right down to what we were drinking & wearing.

My lips peeling. I had no feelings.

Disentangling, dear, & so many more people to befriend …