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And life goes on and on.... and on... and on.... and on...
Nicole W. Lee, from "Even the Dust"
— jay vespertine; from the usual: full moon insanity
— Letters to Milena by Franz Kafka.
I feel like every year I am more and more different. And maybe that's a good thing, except I don’t feel like I know this person looking back at me. If there is something particular in which I am to recognize her, if there is something by which I am to identify that she is me, I have none.
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Don’t use AI to write. Use childhood trauma like a real poet.
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June 15, 1913 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973