marching machines
barking d-o-g
methodical men
clearing fog.
i am having a blah day because the sky is off-white.
the rain seems to have cleared my head and i feel sure of how things are.
the leaves are gleaming slick and fair,
i want to slide along the palms.
i love my brother, a lot.
god is good, all gods are one god and we are all a part of his over-soul, we are godly.
even gatsby.
Great!
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