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From the start of yesterday words were coming to the surface there for a second, but then soon gone. The Utopiangirl had reappeared, and with little or no real notice she was tucked up in her usual position. Her pristine favorite place, and even though she hates that word there’s something about her pain that…

The girl said to improve, a girl with a perfect smile has always expected better, after all, she’s still my favorite drug. Up and under the garden gate there is no outward love she’s always inward and guarded. The Queen still giving commands on the edge of this hour waiting to read something she’d actually…

Most of us write on this, single Saturday, when things have gotten all mixed up. We’re supposed to be the ones who take notice and write it all down picking up on things, most others have missed or forgotten. Unfortunately my attention doesn’t quite span the chasm between us now. You’re way up there high…

The fever swears fingers grip and clutch hard, it’s getting impossible to breathe. A better way is out there somewhere still, we can’t turn, not until we have a satisfactory answer. Would you mind if we prayed together? Come join me on sensitive elbows recite words about heaven that glorious supposed better place, I’m here…

Even on a perfect day there are moments to remember, from the start of it all it’s hard to feel brand new when everyone expects the same outcome. Come hold my my hand, I’ll show you there is this place far from what you’re thinking. I can only count on myself so I’ve seen things…