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clear the dead. clear the dead.

i have uncovered… yet more vacancy in my head.but i used what i could. and i fear i know more than i ever expected.some doors are never meant to be open… and never to be closed behind you. windows and memories and eternally… sunshining and smiling.

i dont make much sense to the senses… well. that doesnt matter. i have a newfound depth. and i am trying to cope with my new …ways i supppose.

the season of rebirth is here. peeling back my old layers… so i can die with the snow… and be fresh in the springs.

i have learned many things.

love.love