Tim Barrus Blog

1. Tim Barrus: Beware the rubble, burnt, and narrowing.

   The thickets are darkening. It’s out there waiting in the birch trees.

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2. Pinned Against a Sweating Wall

   What could possibly be darker than the tearing wind.

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3. B4

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4. swing

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5. The Elephant In The Room

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6. Tim Barrus: It Had Rained, And The Sky Was Cold And Black

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7. Tim Barrus: The Iron Grip of Winter

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8. But Call Forth Thundering Or At Least Recapture It.

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9. Tim Barrus: The Chemistry of Decay

   I have been working Appalachia Town. It’s a little cold on the bike.

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10. Tim Barrus: Even the Weather

    I am a communist. That alone will push me down a thousand paths. I do not tell people about it. They laugh at me. Everyone hates me. I have learned that without support, you become autism’s slave. I like the phone because I can arrange the apps around how they…

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