Or how my story is stuck in the abysmal dead of the night.
Putting The Seat Back To Its Upright Position
Or how every dream has its end and every waking hour has its dreams.
The Opening Chapter
Or how embedded within is a message that I could have written in one sentence but hey I’m me aren’t I?
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