A movie I watched told me that love stimulates and makes rich your REM phase.
When I watched that, I was in the depths of an epistemological crisis and always felt as though I was dreaming, always forgetting to open my eyes when I was driving or walking.
My days were enriched and foggy, then, for a myriad of reasons
but mainly for the way they revolved around the base of your space in space
The way love and affection fills the placeholder of your body
You're a footnote and I'm a footnote
in the larger framework.
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