4:44AM

Burning and bubble, turn and toil, there is nothing you can’t see when it’s the brain worth rubble. It’s in your dream, you poor sap.

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Dendrite

There’s always a deafening silence that precedes a storm. Once that storm brews, people become deaf to the thunder, hearing only one voice that gives you the signal.

Run!

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What you can’t dream of

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My So-Called Life XVIII

Architecture.

Curvature at an arc length of approximately 56 metres from the top of the dome, which reaches the apex of the fleuron that announces itself past the zenith. Equal distance away from the arabesque that repeats itself at 15 metres, equidistant to the next window, to the next window, to the next windows..

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