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Mushroom Guts
Your forgotten actions are heavy shoes on a common walking trail, leaving splattered mushroom guts. The dirt silently screams as its surrounded by insecure pebbles. Memories are relentless runners training for marathons, accompanied by cyclists appearing unannounced. Even the abandoned dogwood tree , with shriveled leaves and flowers immune to blossoming— sits there and mocks me.
Your forgotten actions are heavy shoes on a common walking trail, leaving splattered mushroom guts. The dirt silently screams as its...
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