each day is a carefully folded oragami that i continually undo through
the course of hours, searching for the message inscribed within. a
little treasure every day, it would seem. sometimes i think i can fold
it back up again, to see where i started, but it's an excercise in
futility. i cannot hope to replicate what the larger voices have
crafted. day by day. step by step. note by note. i do believe, one day, i'll
catch on to the tune. ghost
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