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Back off, magic pen, the memory is mine, once I settled all accounts, my worth is not them knowing, more than I survived, I did not by being one of the few, but I survive by being the only real me, who stood in that position, calm eustasy, in a box of thoughts tested time and again, knowing and with a little umph, oomph, try, once more, effort, per haps a made up sweaty struggle, to catch this magic fish who gave me this wish to have endless ink and informative material, gestating as solemn promises to tell as told, speak when spoken to, pray you hear in time, waiting is, but so is ever, whose wish haps first is whose may is now. In a word.
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Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 2:58 PM UTC
Wrestling a message from a stone
Back off, magic pen, the memory is mine, once I settled all accounts, my worth is not them knowing, more than I survived, I did not by being one of the few, but I survive by being the only real me, who stood in that position, calm eustasy, in a box of thoughts tested time and again, knowing and with a little umph, oomph, try, once more, effort, per haps a made up sweaty struggle, to catch this magic fish who gave me this wish to have endless ink and informative material, gestating as solemn promises to tell as told, speak when spoken to, pray you hear in time, waiting is, but so is ever, whose wish haps first is whose may is now. In a word.
making up a universal mind, practice, makes perfect
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kenpepiton
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kenpepiton
77/M/Pine Valley CA
Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 2:58 PM UTC
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