An ascetic yet! Backwards thread, a mystical degree. Remember eating as a child?
Actual skin with cinnamon. Pleasure into play after I read. That remains a deliverance.
These days can't for prayer. Marriage a far embracing. Some faux going backwards.
Less simpler longer. I don't want to sustain meaning. Maybe glow inner peace.
Early stars, clouds, coffee. Fog and northern broken. I love dearly bright yellow.
She right now. Finished a supermarket hi. One set aside not falling but savored.
Differently intensely. New ground, ghost story.
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