the utter
the utter
wait, we're still in March?
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wait, we're still in March?

I guess this letter is open?
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“What is life without bruising to show for it?

What is the universe without the existential question? I still have the markings from all my best days.

I still have the stories from all the big nights.”

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the utter
the utter
I tell stories. Some tall, some dark.