The writing is changing. The thoughts are as well, our focus is shifting to different things. The texture is changing, and there has been serious growth. None of it matters; I'm never satisfied with the finished product anyway. I do like some of them, but there are always changes that leave me conflicted, and I'm already too much of that, I wouldn't want to overdose on the stuff. Not when dogs are having their heads swung to the sides of fire hydrants, and children are at home doing nothing, crying because there's not enough marshmallows in his cocoa and whiskey.
And that is why child labor laws in America should be revoked.
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