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[dredpiratebunny]

this hurts.
the wind cant reach me
wings tied down, no motion at the corners like a blown tarp
eyes closed tightly
mantras like rhythms stronger than breathing.
the internal grinding of fire trying to get out.
the exhale of burning, the crisping of the air.
aching for the stream of night and the promises of the naked moon.

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[eetmewithtoast.livejournal.com]

Come away! We can go to the beach! I am not working right now, so you should call me. I can offer a fun mini-vacation IN ANOTHER STATE! ;)

[wrenman.livejournal.com]

I hope that will not be the only thing naked in this weather