The rain and the sun to dance below ruptured skies. Another attempted connection inbound, not taken until knowing where it originates, what it belongs to. A day of having more water than coffee and maybe it's small achievements to celebrate as well. 4pm and on and never getting used to machines wanting to check ones state of still being human.

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