I am the blind-faced moon. On second thought… I only run with the moon and sometimes people call me Emily.
Blue-blooded matches call to me, nestling deep in the palm of my chest which happens to be a place.
Incidentally, I like the words cupidity and aneurysm… not the concepts, really, mostly just the words. And the word sad. Actually, I think I like that concept.
I’m not sure what to say. I write lots of letters. If you would like a letter, perhaps you should ask.
Since I’m not at all sure what else to say, I think I知 done now.
Things feel simple and warm.
Goodnight.
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