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you are now entering the citadel of trash. you are leaving the protectorate. welcome to the charonic maelstrom of noise. by the way side but in your head. yours truly, guide person number 16
a magic square.
how enchanting. how entrancing.
you can find me locked on the border.
camp day: lost
supplies: high
morale: ?
yours truly,
guide person number 16
citadel lives on.
club of its own. loud sounds eternal.
[remote] [again]
finding space.
running.
[remote]
found reception, back and forward. in two steps.
in a rush to tie knots around my self,
only to burn them when i get stuck,
who would know,
love goes on,
running along.
check the windows, check the doors.
check the points, check the scores.
ashed out.
candles gone.
reborn, a wednesday.
between times.
between years.
between machines.
between fears.
returning to wander.
the sickness has left again.
lights and gutters.
another time.
still running.
back and back again.
to stay or to not.
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