ON NOT SLEEPING here on the less end of endless that is only being awake without the divergent choices of sleep the moon is flying up behind a tree the shape of the world a flight that never arrives roots that always want to go deeper
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ON NOT SLEEPING here on the less end of endless that is only being awake without the divergent choices of sleep the moon is flying up behind a tree the shape of the world a flight that never arrives roots that always want to go deeper