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December 14, 2025 / barton smock

there will be no other deer please read Vik Shirley

I tried but could not replace Vik Shirley’s deer. All darkness being the rabbit’s blindfold, I could not unsee the blur in which it went by. There is no other human I could be being so deer-deep in attending these called-off moments. Being present is not the answer. No way in deer hell does anyone love us.

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