First Last Next Today's

First Last Next Today's

 the little dark space.

chapter 5 - after effects

oh christmas tree, dear christmas tree! how snowy are your branches?

upon my walk and on my car, i'm plauged by your advances.

you brush my face in early morn, i think that you are bugs airborne.

the fall i take, no bones did break, but did my rear make sore(n).

holiday weasels, away!


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