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 I can look at Duchamp’s art anytime but we’ll never play checkers using my shot glass checker set too much vanilla bean... [read more] |
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I get off on the danger of the city in its complex fever and concrete decay of shattered dreams the vision of Poe’s horror rea... [read more] |
 Silken chains So long ago we were so young and gave no thought to what might be... [read more] |
 You don't play withmy invisible calling. You wereshot at, in the trench, defining pain.It was ethereal, aboutthe recession of the quality of... [read more] |
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 I DON'T THINK WE'RE BORN JUDGMENTAL THAT IS LEARNED IN SCHOOL WE BECOME SO TEMPERAMENTAL I DON'T THINK THAT'S COOL THERE ARE DIFFERENT SCHOO... [read more] |
 All You Can Eat It was all-you-can-eat mussels Monday. Vintage wallpaper, Reminiscent of pulled-down mite-filled plaster in college... [read more] |
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Continue, my flesh, your sabotage. When my soul is released from you by death, your brief victories will become losses that day. Kyak... [read more] |
 Within the shadowed chambers of a mind's disarray,In darkened domains where spectral echoes stay,Autism's spectrum—a tangled skein—Spins sus... [read more] |
 In my head the battle rages on The darkness I hoped was gone Arises deep within me, and it's a side I can't stand to see. Overthinkin... [read more] |
 Thus the lunar year began upon Imbolc, to diurnally match Ostara, unto Lúnasa, Litha, as we look forwards to Mabon & Samhain. The Penta... [read more] |
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I had to pull myself back again. I'm so afraid to let you in. The deepness of your soul tells me what I used to be too blind to see, and whe... [read more] |
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House of the Dragon Season 1... on DVD... Johnny hid it... and that's why D bought 2 copies... all I can think of is who cross... [read more] |
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It found no trace of the environment its nature needed; and its hide was full of open sores (perhaps metaphoric, although I did not, then, k... [read more] |
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Walking on the waterwith bigotry in dignity. My consciousnesswas clear in feeding the fish.There are the honey beestings. Suddenly you swell... [read more] |