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this was so much fun to do;
after being worried/stressed out so much, a friend took me to the shooting range in the middle of nowhere and let me blast a few guns. really can’t wait to go back next time.

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Last words
before sleep,
like a eulogy for the ghost.
I sleep, not to rest my eyes,
but to see your face again.
And again.
And again.
I have not held recollection
of dreams,
for I coexist in the cycle.
Lucid.

23. Daydreamer.