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I hurt to look at and I’m hard to love but I am myself, the weather changes but I remain me
Inktober day 22 “Ghost”
It’s that line from the Modest Mouse song Coyotes, “Coyotes tiptoe in the snow after dark, at home with the ghosts in the national parks.”
Inktober day 15-16 “this totally counts as both Legend and Wild I dont want to make up the day I missed”