purchased on a whim in a charity shop she's our amulet our talisman our charm our assurance that in an absurd universe we are magically ecstatically protected from ennui from stasis from spiritual retardation for love desire passion lust so easily transmitted and translated this tea this time this nibble this gnaw this slurp this pink this red this purple this us candied and congenial forever because sextile plus conjunction plus trine equals immeasurable babied bliss kiss kissed kissing in a truffula tree as rivers sing orgiastic and snails get someplace eventually every ghost knows this goddamn gertrude there is absolutely no rush
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