moon: Jan. 28, 2002 (9:36 pm)

as i stare at the clouds i hope for the sun. something perfect and pentetrating. and above all never changing. but, oh, the moon is so beautiful. find me a moon.

for the sun hurts. not at first.

but eventually, it will kill you.

oh, find me a moon.

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