what is going on.
slowly making a circle.
my least favorite shape.
i wondered what would come of this.
i wonder still the same.
youre doing something in me.
there is a reason for all of this.
there has to be.
im not going to try to not let things happen.
all things. any things.
i didnt know my welcome.
i didnt know how long to stay. or go.
there has to be a reason.
but maybe not...
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