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Dead Things Show You What You’ll Be Too One Day.

Our Lives Are Not Our Own. We Are Bound To Others, Past And Present, And By Each Crime And Every Kindness, We Birth Our Future.

I Often Lose Myself In The Sudoku-like Challenges Of Making A Book Work.

Music’s A Wood You Walk Through.

How Could I Know A Famished Heart Will Eat Its Mind? Can Kill Its Body?