black ink.
Everything has changed.
Growing seeds is never fun if the only thing you ever plant is doubt.
I wrote that line. I said that out loud — perhaps someone uttered it before, but for now, to my knowledge, it is mine.
There are some things better left unsaid. I wish I could remember that.
M.
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