Ocean November 27, 2014 8:43:10 AM – 8:44:55 AM

In the night a distant voice had nearly fallen asleep. When I wrote your name in the shadows, a ray of sun fell through my window. Your diamonds shine in my mouth. And yet, was it the big systems I feared? Grey.

This is how you answered. It is about surface. I wrote nothing down in that period. This is not a game.

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