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mush

hold the tape,

nail gun drone
none will remember
my old wishes
fall on my head
while washing dishes.

<--This, I don't understand.

with heightened sensitivity comes great responsibility

ina funk

caked on face
ice slipping
mild wild
gaining skin on my knees
this won't hold us both
dim the colors with your eyes still closed

springing

ow

I hung out with them once.

=

about her neuroses, she had gained experience in creating cries,Often worrying, a pundit in obliteration of dishes, as she orchestrated the episodes massive hysteria inside her household; the kitchen appliances how to dance, teaching thriving magic within in her own explosive flashes of violence .

-2 ponds of candy today.

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Everything was expanding in blackness. Inflating and widening, yet at the same time shrinking and straining, evading something, and some kind of winnowing, general and particular, a coagulating tension and a tensing coagulation, a dangling by a fine thread, as well as transformation into something, transmutation, and furthermore- a falling into some cumulative, towering system, and as if on a narrow little plank raised six stories up, together with the excitement of all organs. And tickling.

-Gombrowicz

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space odyssey

pffff

despite all my rage