And still I'm traipsing through the fields
of wildflowers and grass and foxtails. Beyond
these
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And still I'm traipsing through the fields
of wildflowers and grass and foxtails. Beyond
these
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I woke up from an untroubled sleep and remembered nothing.
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Some days I envy Gregor Samsa. He woke up from a troubled sleep and found himself transformed into a giant
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Q: How does it feel?
A: It's like sinking.
It's sour cherry red, dripping fire down your throat
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