i can't tell where the artificial stops and the real starts.
the world fascinates me.
you have to be willing to get happy about nothing.
in the future everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes.
i wonder if a love affair could last forever.
rearranged...
in aw(e).
to everyone—
be in the world for you fascinate the real wonder.
love,
me
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