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![crimsonkismet:
“𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟿, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟻
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: Slept badly, miserably, tormenting headaches in the morning, but a free day. END ID]
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![crimsonkismet:
“𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟿, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟻
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: Slept badly, miserably, tormenting headaches in the morning, but a free day. END ID]
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𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟿, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟻
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹[ID: Slept badly, miserably, tormenting headaches in the morning, but a free day. END ID]
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Mount Wilson Observatory, Film Footage, Solar Eclipse, 1930
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![text id: [ Today is the first of August. It is hot, steamy and wet. It is raining. I am tempted to write a poem. ]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/0ceaf05456fa69a4530e633a21d11d77/32ff866e4a7ae42e-65/s500x750/6189771fa15bc1245367e2577c955abed9833cda.jpg)
textile piece about watching and being watched. on being a weird creature with lots of eyes and insect wings.
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