Untitled - June 21, 2003 The carabiner hung just so, between two peaks and a valley, jiggling just so against the sweat of the sunshine. Every step away, bounced the moment, nestled against absolute warmth in comfort and oblivion.
Untitled - June 21, 2003 The carabiner hung just so, between two peaks and a valley, jiggling just so against the sweat of the sunshine. Every step away, bounced the moment, nestled against absolute warmth in comfort and oblivion.
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