wave patterns in the sand in late afternoon
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Vancouver, 2002.02.19
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When I was a teenager I was sure I'd be dead before I was thirty. Let's just say that I am well into some serious gravy time now but sometimes I wonder if I am actually dead and this is hell.
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