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the sunrise will never come. there’s no grass on that hill. it’s dark and it gets darker the harder you look for the light.

i met up with christ. he said he had gold, but when he opened his hands there were only dry leaves. “wait, i don’t get it, it doesn’t sparkle.”

“gold,” he said, “is only what you make it.” and he burst into one hundred cawing crows. where’s the lesson? what’s the lesson? still looking for that sunshine. still hoping to spend the night.

cellar doors.