“ Not My Fault” Cassidy Smith
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william must have been disjointed as there are many different ways to cut sadness and other sorts of the like
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closing time west side highway are we any more than a culmination? when filming that day atop his manhattan roof he was a witness to the steel girders folding in on themselves and to the stalled time like that which is compressed within a drop of morning rain trapped inside the inverse elbow of a branch
except this glimmer the one exuding from between the tall-bodied stilts refracts a different shade of oblivion while the former, a continuum of color from the drop, is a discontinuation, is stronger because steel is stolen and stolen too are the times of the timeline’ s plans of humans we who scrape the earth’ s crust a sad lineage started twelve thousand years ago
he didn’ t know none of us would have known he just let it unravel like us all like us all
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