to lucha, with love
it’s one story. it’s one truth. it’s a true story. it’s not the whole truth.
we see one thing at a time. or we see everything at once. or we find they are the same.
and.
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i’m a fly in the blouse of god. i’m a flake of fishscale in the house of nod. i’m a deep sleeping sprout that she snuck in the soil just before the weedkiller saturated the sod.
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