The weeks pass. Perhaps the snake that time has become will slither us out of this life and into another. Or perhaps it will jsut curl in on itself. Perhaps there is to be no other life than this.
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The weeks pass. Perhaps the snake that time has become will slither us out of this life and into another. Or perhaps it will jsut curl in on itself. Perhaps there is to be no other life than this.
Posted by b at 9:05 AM
