I am writing for the first time... every day, and the words are changing their metallic flavors in my mouth as i am writing this. the words i thought tasted like pennies, now taste like soil. others that tasted like milk, now taste like rubber. who knew this could happen again, anew in existence. i have a whole world, cities with buildings and pedestrians, and cattle rolling around in my hot mouth, over the tongue. is this heaven?
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