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The River

Everything moves in the river, even the stones erode slowly & disappear. We are no exception. If you try becoming a prisoner in love with their guard, then maybe existence wont be so hard but when you search for the spirit in the bone be prepared for disappointment: the sickness is indiscriminate & it never goes away. Everything moves through the river, everything decays. You are no exception.

Garret Schuelke

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The sun is going down.

Garret Schuelke

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The dead don't fall in love.

Garret Schuelke

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3:05 a.m.— keep on reading.

Garret Schuelke

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A cat watches us pass by.

Garret Schuelke

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I murdered a spider today.

Garret Schuelke

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Time is passing by slower than usual.

Garret Schuelke

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A hot summers day— no bottled water.

Garret Schuelke

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A punching bag rests, waits, contemplating.

Garret Schuelke

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No flap cap, no watch— some hope, perhaps?

Garret Schuelke

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No sun in sight—but the heat is still around.

Garret Schuelke

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Sitting in the shade even without the sun.

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