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Here's another speech you wish I'd swallow: you can offer me a penny for my thoughts, but they're not worth a damn, they're not worth a lot. I'll never glow the way that you glow, but what I lack for guts and blood, I make up for in dreams. There's just this human heart, built with this human flaw, except there's been a modification of multi-colored rainbow threads.
And when I choose my color, it will be razzle dazzle rose...
And when I choose my color, it will be razzle dazzle rose...
Things That Quicken The Heart
Leslie told me a story about a day, a day or two, moments which rolled into an unplanned loopy adventure, loopy like rolling tape. Every minute earned its own portrait, a fantastic memory, and I can only think that time must have felt a bit slower, if time were even a thing at all.
Tyler Clark Burke (I think).
Funny these should come in today.
(y sí, a ella también le pasa.)
