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superstition stuck.
Tuesday, May 27
i found a paper fig on the sand today, and out of its mouth grew blond and black hairs. it was dark though it was noon, and each fiber glowed pink at their ends.
lucky that it was night though it was noon and the shell lit my way home.
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