Ficlets

My Stream is Barely Conscious

cold temperature temperment disaster empty object objective silence

it is freezing in here
and my toes are cold

socks
i am too lazy to go get socks

shock static electricity change dissappear let letter mail waiting

time
to make things happen

dream castle sky sand tide beach music note

adventure is what we all need a little bit more of

away street crowded crowd noise never nothing no way and here we are

fin

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