Mind hunter

Tired of games

[wolkenleere]

And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.

Unknown

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[89words]

“Cut me. Explore me. Tell me what I meant.”

— Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; “The Black Trailor (A Noir Fiction),” 

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