As I clean myself I try not to use the word wife I try not to use the word snipper.
As I clean myself I try not to use the word hygge I try not to use the word insane.
If I give you my hand it’s also my arm ect.
Could I reach deep down inside myself pull out the glory?
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Final blog entry Rapture shuns remembering – like dreams when waking. Shared joy is not accustomed to explanation, an invention to measure lightness is yet to be discovered. But some dreams do stay with us, and are Blueprints of the Future. The time at the academy is one of them.
UNMAKING BEDS I USED TO SLEEP IN REMOVING THE SAFETY BLANKET LETTING AIR IN UNDER MY SKIN FORGETTING NIGHTMARES CREATING DREAMS MANIFESTING A NEW REALITY ?