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IWANU GA HANA
not speaking is the flower
Sunday, March 2
i was going through some childhood pictures of my friends. This one stuck to my mind more than chewing gum on a school-bus seat.
tabish and his dear mother
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i saw you flailing in the wind. white like the roach that once came out of my basin. je t'aime, moi non plus. iwanu ga hana. not speaking is the flower.
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