bluedragon1

Hi Ive been so sick I didn't care if I lived or died, I even had hallucinations. The dark vibrating air of my bedroom seemed like the dust of my grave. A long hole in the ground, no wider than my body, down which I was lowered while the white faces above receded. I try to reach them but my arms are pinned, shovels pour...
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I like trees because because they seem more resignd to the way they
have to live than other things...

Keep out of the past. It is hounted.