stupefy.
expect to be sitting there a little cold with shoulders hunched
and mystified eyeballs
namesake still in the can
my passionate go-getter self with larger teeth and eyes
i see the lack of myself in you
what's the weather in your soul today?
cloudy with a chance of rain? i thought so.
flurries of texts forecast from here until late next week.
bundle up!
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