i wish the snow would come,
come from sunrise and wait past the yellow moon
and leave everyone as cold as i.
come from sunrise and wait past the yellow moon
and leave everyone as cold as i.
"Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose. ... Free to scrawl own design on this morally blank world. Was Rorschach."
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ah. love this.
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