still empty — your first thought will hang here like a star
a touch below the horizon takes you back

before onward
tap to write  ·  hold the dot to speak
pull up — they fly together
a plot wants telling
turn the page not now
listening…
slide up to let it go
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the workbench

states

the sky's answers

why

reset replay picks offer a word
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the ledger

sky view

beyond the horizon

lost paradise

carrying

export — copy everything import what's pasted