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Current mood:algid
we have been lax. we have been unfaithful. our liver is diseased.
the machines are to be blamed for the lapse. nevertheless, we soldier on.
our child is tentatively named "the Jew Among Thorns", and we are proud, despite the deformities. the body is mostly knit together, though there is as yet no mouth. life germinates in winter and pullulates in the spring and summer. how could it be otherwise?
kisses,
-AP
3:22 PM
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