SWIPER NO SWIPING / SWIPER IS DEAD

           I believe in the power of swiping. I believe it is a song continually singing left or flipping right, delighting in the minor and major of it all and the

           fall of the green and the birth of the ice and the magnificent way we all stop to think twice about our lives, our dreams, our reams of baroque reasoning our ways out of fulfilling things.

        Swiper no swiping said the girl in the backpack. Of the map, of the map sang the girl in the backpack. And we all danced and danced in the slanted light of day. In that way
        

        I said goodbye without 

        sound. Without life
        to that life.......

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