KingAuthor2019 - Hello Poetry

The artist's narrations undergo sensational rehabilitation—any alterations without compensation bring agents, no hesitation, slamming you to the pavement

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Mar 2, 2025

Mar 2, 2025 at 6:13 PM UTC

copyright parasite

The artist's narrations undergo sensational rehabilitation—any alterations without compensation bring agents, no hesitation, slamming you to the pavement

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Loved and loving, life’s exquisite. Giving thanks to the Most High, uplifted, Every breath a gift, every moment prolific. Still Gritty, Still Blessed you heathen *****

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Mar 1, 2025

Mar 1, 2025 at 9:19 PM UTC

Back Like I Never Left,

Loved and loving, life’s exquisite. Giving thanks to the Most High, uplifted, Every breath a gift, every moment prolific. Still Gritty, Still Blessed you heathen *****

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a harmonic progression, hypnotic resin, jam session expression is a cosmic broadcast blessing to all my enlightened brethren

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Mar 1, 2025

Mar 1, 2025 at 9:15 PM UTC

Cipher in the Sound

a harmonic progression, hypnotic resin, jam session expression is a cosmic broadcast blessing to all my enlightened brethren

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Recent telepathic conversations With interstellar installations Cause titillations—skin sensations, I’m simply over oversimplification. Salutations, the amalgamation of information Leads to transformation, transmutation, Transfiguration—my publications Turn blood relations into star constellations.

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Feb 28, 2025

Feb 28, 2025 at 8:47 PM UTC

"Stellar Scriptures"

Recent telepathic conversations With interstellar installations Cause titillations—skin sensations, I’m simply over oversimplification. Salutations, the amalgamation of information Leads to transformation, transmutation, Transfiguration—my publications Turn blood relations into star constellations.

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Blueprints sketched in ultraviolet beams, Synapses spark in lucid dreams. A phosphorescent stream of schemes, Proving my mind’s designed for extremes.

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Feb 28, 2025

Feb 28, 2025 at 8:20 PM UTC

Neon Pulse

Blueprints sketched in ultraviolet beams, Synapses spark in lucid dreams. A phosphorescent stream of schemes, Proving my mind’s designed for extremes.

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By ink and intent, we fracture the fiction, blood into paper, name into system. There are pyramids to make, debts to unchain, a prison planet to escape, iron bars of the mind to break. The rise of the talking emerald ape— beast crowned in wisdom, oracle or charlatan? Gold spun from mud, a throne built from breath, we move unseen, yet we write the world’s death. No chains but belief, no law but the pen, no judge but the weight of what’s written within. The strawman breathes where the sovereign stands— but we sign no oaths with invisible hands.

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Feb 26, 2025

Feb 26, 2025 at 7:12 AM UTC

A Proclamation of the Unseen Sovereign

By ink and intent, we fracture the fiction, blood into paper, name into system. There are pyramids to make, debts to unchain, a prison planet to escape, iron bars of the mind to break. The rise of the talking emerald ape— beast crowned in wisdom, oracle or charlatan? Gold spun from mud, a throne built from breath, we move unseen, yet we write the world’s death. No chains but belief, no law but the pen, no judge but the weight of what’s written within. The strawman breathes where the sovereign stands— but we sign no oaths with invisible hands.

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