14 Si 28.0855 3When the willows weep and shed their tears on the giving ground, moaning for the absent sun regret the day we ran so many years spent in sand.14 Si 28.0855 3
Dirtless walks and pretty talks in a world that has no matter. 1 and 0 make,
the pedestal of happily ever after. blue replaced by
gridded space, forms
that feel but are not real, command our attention, ice cubes on a sidewalk in summertime.
Disconnected from our roots to be connected to our leaves,
&nb
No JOB!
Pepijn-
If you have any questions, let me know.
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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