if i went to wyoming, i'd kiss the trees and watch my breath form shapes in the fog
we'd listen, and we would be unstimulated but so stimulated
no billboards or phones
just silence and sound
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my name is rose. i take photos at rosekuo.org. i write. i collect thoughts here.
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