I'm working at camp away from home for ten weeks. Well only eight and a half weeks left.
So I will respond to the lovely 213 messages when I get home
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PS. Alvida is Hindi for goodbye.


Paint them red.. I would follow you until we were only skin, Unfolding into the dreams we chased in the skies Between flying kites and darting sparrows August is whispering And I am still singing under my breath, Songs about how our bodies intertwined Beneath illuminated dust And crooked stars, Peeling off all we had leftPaint them red.
But playing a wooden flute you, Pushed me to the ground And broke my strings And I miss your breathing And I miss how we made music with our hands
Paint the lovers red, Paint them red and brown and black Take down the banners
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NebulaePaper-winged moths scatter along every word of you as my breath puddles at your waist: here I stand, the tyrant, the paladin, firefly-lipped underneath the hooves of a thunderstorm.Nebulae
Ask me to stay, I shimmer, catacombs for smiles, the throat of a thousand dying suns billowing in my veins:
Dusk arrives ahead of time and I sweep it under the rug.
Listen: the pitter-patter of leaves slapping against the soles of our feet, a harp of shadows and the hiss of a raven's flight
reverberating along the windowpanes;
My dream
Child
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I used to desire many, many things, but now I have just one desire, and that\'s to get rid of all my other desires ツ
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Chaz Carlson
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you are a truly inspired person
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Do you get it do you get it do you get it do you get it
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"...as always, she was late."
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Do you get it do you get it do you get it do you get it
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~ paint your heart with the colors of your mind and you will find what it means to be truly happy ~
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