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the endless barrage has worn me down i can't write about all of it and i don't feel like trying it was nice to have a night off from the toddler but tonight was back to work and as i walked circles upon the cracked concrete driveway weeds flourishing through the crevices an infinite road of everything the same lay before me the frogs singing their night chorus the maple shadows on the white garage door cast from the street lamp but mimicking a moonlit effect
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