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TrueNihilism I was holding a beige woman.
We accelerate against my will
drinking from the bubbley glass.
Connect over sticky dials.
You Recharge the world.
You Recharge my faith.

I hold a bus that holds me.
I Drive me through a rail.
Nurturing me with zeros,
I slip to you on the thin ice.
Checking is worrying.
Checking is worrying.

"Calm the Fuck Down Man.
I'm going to kill you."
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oldephebe this was pretty cool
I was with you until i read the penultimate and final line
but hey my appraisal of ones art is so much spackle against a dying wall
so
peace
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