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I don't really wanna hear you say, it shouldn't really be this way, 'cause I like this way just fine

the morning with coffee, was snowy and sweet

I'm just wasting away wondering if I'll always love you only

watching spirals of white softly flow

if she says we partied, then I'm pretty sure we partied, I really don't remember, I remember we departed from our bodies

the sun it has passed, now it's blacker than black

I was think about what a friend had said, I was hoping it was a lie

white car #1

white car #2

white car #3

far away our parents slept in, while we watched our fire burn, they dreamed of nothing and got nothing in return

and when I see you I really see you upside down, but my brain knows better, it flips you up and turns you around

the night it fell from tangles, of the branches by the shore

I can't say, why each day, doesn't quite fit the space, we saved for it

shine a light

God doesn't always have the best goddamn plans does he?

Yellow Square

I want to be a shining example

rural disasters: Selected Work

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