i did not miss you. my noodle played a trick in me. I fell for its ease and slick comfort. I wanted to get away with it. but i didn’t. and of course my hunger never waned. my stomach was a crying newborn and my brain knew what it suckled. brain knock out souls with a closed fist wrapped in emotion that was the brass knuckle that made brains job certain. so spirit asleep and all brain took over. its wired noodle seeking pathways of blight absent of light. when will my purchase among the ranks of doing be done. i have no knowledge of when the buying will be concluded or or when 360 will cleave itself in half and change will be 180..
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