Passages and Diagrams

I’m lighting matches for my rescue, so I’ll be on my best behavior, plowing through the laws of nature and disregarding every acre. I can’t figure out the responsibility or the purpose so I close my eyes and wish it away but it doesn’t go, it stays, and it forces me to wonder about it even more.

A guilty conscience means at least you’ve got one, so here I sit, on the beautiful side of somewhere but at the same time nowhere that I know.

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