apparently, according to one of the emily's (of which there are many...her true identity i choose not to reveal at this time, but if you wait a week and tell me the magic passcode user key, perhaps i'll change my mind)
well where was i?
apparently, oh right yes! a parent lee, once told me that the A Stigma in my right and left eyeballs somehow contribute to the drying of them, for the lenses by whose contact my vision fully is restored must just-so thick be, this A-Stigma whose tism corrected perhaps once was, but
...but, but cloudiness and blockage barrs me from continuing, for my lense appears to have been perturbed by a pesky provocation pooling neath the lids, twixt the eye and lense whose - right o! - increased thickness more quickly dries the eye socket.
my constant tip-tap-teepering of the keys and jabbing of the knees distracts from the dry-ness, till poof! Thar she blows, my sight is gone, a cloud, a plane absorbed, a girl, sitting alone with her purple headphones
playing coltrane, and sighing.
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