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  • …At first it was just a curiosity, when the double wide headboard showed up on the front porch.

    It was a couple of days later, I noticed the mail started to pile up…And then… There was that antique steamer trunk…

    Was there a dispatched soul stored in there? Perhaps an unfaithful lover?, Or maybe just an itinerant salesman caught in a web of some kind of aberrant contract? Something of an “Arsenic And Old Lace” type of thing?

    'Suggestive' suggests only subjective results in any kind of reasoning I can find, especially when that reasoning is hastily self-manufactured.

    It’s so easy to jump to conclusions, if the habit of doing so is employed with any regularity…

    Colors become more intense with the dreams they imply…A rainbow of deceit and lies.

    If you understand where I’m going with this, please message me with an insight, I need help understanding all this crap myself…

    OK…I will be the first to admit that this is entirely random shit, but I take no responsibility for this content on my blog, because my muse is holding me hostage in a steamer trunk on her front porch.
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