Tag: pearson pivot
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My Shot Was Shot, Just A Brick
“Hey you, I miss you” He mutter-types some bland quip Dead before it bloomed
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Chapter 2: “Logging” He’ll be out all night handling the edges of his ax with precision. The way he lets it float in the air a bit before it lands back in his hands and then the other end floods the middle of the wood with pressure and splits it in two. It’ll go on…
G. Pearson
when you meet yourself no sympathy, but love still hard hand, soft heart still
“Hey you, I miss you” He mutter-types some bland quip Dead before it bloomed