"Spending my night in the graveyard of abandoned texts, with the ghosts of the Time poems I wrote as a child running free through my mind. I forget more than I remember, and yet somehow, every now and then, they are all here, all the burned manuscripts, all the unwritten words." --@dreamsofbeing_
Random # 301 = 610 in base-7; 6 + 1 + 0 = 7 lines
this date too
should we take the time
to honor
many dead
as if the others were not
anniversaries
of slaughter
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