This won't be fun.

Random CRAP

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”Night Market”, Jolene Lai
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The Thing Is

misswallflower:

to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;

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