Wings in her Spine, Roses in her Eyes

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Liz
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Sunday, July 06, 2008

The 4th of July fireworks were like speckled jellyfish hallucinations in the sky.

I need to go beyond potential, and become realized.


I'm waking up again. I've been asleep for too long. Scary to think that I've been doing the work I do, and have been asleep almost the whole time.
Posted by Liz at 12:35 AM
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