The What-Now of Being Invisible
Drifter
Words written in the invisible. Words from the void, only seen by no one.
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Ballad of the Time Seller, Part III
Drifter
Here we are, together in time. Always repeating, with smile.
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Crossroads Strange
Drifter
A crooked smile among the cypress. He’s waiting there for you, for whatever you may need.
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Ballad of the Time Seller, Part II
Drifter
Close your eyes. See the path winding to the inside of no names.
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Strange Faces
Drifter
The shapes of shapes to come. Where being late buys you more time.
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A Letter from the Moon
Drifter
The thoughts that the moon thinks when looking down from the vacuum of space upon the light blue.
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Next Stop: Nowhere
Drifter
A journey in rounds. A journey where everyone has paid their fare.
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White Tea
Drifter
This town in the middle of the country only has three and a half attractions. But everyone agrees that they are only here for one thing. The white tea.
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Ballad of the Time Seller, Part I
Drifter
Closed eyes. Tapping toes. Ticking clocks. She is always late, but he waits. He waits for the time to buy the time he truly needs.
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Shadow at Noon
Drifter
Dressed in black with silver accents. He gets ready to face the day. This day. Dressed in black with silver accents. He gets ready to face the day. This day. Dressed in black with silver accents. He gets ready to face the day. This day.
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