Thin Man
Man of little substance. Don’t stand next to me. Tall in stature, lacking in depth. Whisper not to me. Speak quick and loud; then move...
Man of little substance. Don’t stand next to me. Tall in stature, lacking in depth. Whisper not to me. Speak quick and loud; then move...
There was a daddy, playing, no sitting, staring out beyond, past his little girl’s twisting body, as she hung in motion, on a warm summer...
Everything has its place, neatly arranged; tucked away on shelves; organized by color; categorized by shape; placed between four walls, behind a sturdy door. No...
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