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"She dreams in color. She dreams in red." - Pearl Jam
Sunday, June 07, 2009
Pink
All around the room are knives. I reach for the nearest knife and cut open the skin of my left pointer. I am surprised at how pink my flesh is. I doesn't hurt at all.
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palimpsest
[sic]
radical chick
immanence
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