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Notes:
1. Written and made on February 22nd, 2021
2. But unfortunately I didn’t notice until I was editing it together that I’d messed up with the shadows on the desk near the end
3. So now I’m mildly annoyed at ruining things
4. Even more than I usually ruin things
We used our old teeth as dice
kept score on sloughed skin
And the board on which we played
we marked out on the ground
in freshly spilt blood
barely diluted by our tears
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Notes:
1. Written on 26th March, 2019
__________There was a time
there is always a time
when you were happy
And you see it clearer
brighter
louder
with every passing day
that drifts
clean
away
It takes on the form
the mythic scope
of a utopia
And you would give anything
to get back there
to get back
to a life
that life
that vibrant fucking life
But you can’t go back there
because it never existed
and when you were there
it was another
earlier
world
that you wanted
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Notes:
1. Written on September 27th, 2018
2. This is the original version of this
3. Which I’ve decided I like better now
4. A week or so later
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Notes:
1. This was written on and off between July 2014 and February 2017
2. I’m not sure why it took so long
There was a time – there is always a time – when you were happy. You can see it now. And you see it clearer with every passing day, this moment, this time, this place, while everything around you now that drifts away. It takes on the form, the mythic scope, of a utopia.
You would give anything to get back there, to get back to a life, that life, that vibrant fucking life you had.
But you can’t go back there
because it never existed.
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Notes:
1. Written on September 27th, 2018
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