lately, i found new comfort in using the note app on my iPod.
whilst lying awake and getting absorbed by the darkness of your room cryptic messages sunk through...
although they didn't translate into a visual form as so many times before, they remained as simple as they came : as words or sentences, little poems or just 'notes' if you will
weird
the february issue
a collection of words, by dan, by me
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