Annalise Eiffert

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Swimming in the ocean is like being a speck of dust in a large empty suitcase, or one tiny star in the endless sky. Every thought you have feels unnoticed, the way the sky pays no attention to one star’s flickering light, and every word in your brain echoes unremembered in the enormous suitcase of the sea, so you stop thinking at all.
Poison for Breakfast
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