really no meaning
sloppy scraps strewn on the floor
i broke the plate
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Scrawled on a shred of purple paper with no intentions, not quite haiku and not quite important, but of some significance nonetheless. Reaching across a void sometimes proves fruitful.
In any case, I'm sick. Nose, throat, this is horrible.
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hey was you mom here on friday to rescue you from your dad's house? is that why she came? I was just wondering.
um- I meant "your" mom.
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