Deus ex Machina: A Digital Bloodletting

Colder Weather

I feel the ghosts of all the women. Some haunt me, some I scoff and wave off the memory like a disbelief. Some I long for. Some, I might cry. Still, I carry them all with me.

Always.

#3ndtr@n$

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