I couldn’t even wake him up today. Probably scared him off thinking about how easy it once was. How ecstatic. How the words flowed through and around me. “Your not him anymore!” he shouts from the bit of turf he has pulled around his shoulders, frozen nematodes and roots of hedge bindweeds…
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