Spirit (daimones) wrote,
Spirit
daimones

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Peace.

It's embarrassing to be sent home from work.

Fuck, I hope I have a job come Monday.

These are the nights when I just want to go take a long walk, like I used to, when I was a boy. Except boys can get away with being naughty. I can't.

I might as well take my unexpected free time and do something useful with it, right?

Shadows slip away from red-dancer's moon
night coming fast and pulse fading to black.
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