The things I loved...
without knowing I loved them.
Stalking myself on social media.
Reading my 2009 self
Telling me things I've forgotten.
So.. o.. this is what memory feels like. (the angel, the book, the video, communism).
Putting an education to use.
Good friends we've had, and friends we've lost.
I'm a dee jay in an evergreen =>
THEN TOO
FUSED NOW.
(a car driving)
x stich x stich x stich x stich x
An angel, A book,
A way to see it all at once.
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