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I'm comfortable down here, I rest easy down here, for here is the bottom. Nestled tightly against my bottom is the bottom. There is no way down so things cannot get worse. Up there is hope. Hope CAN be poison. Why would you want to taste poison? Down here is comfort. Comfort IS home. Why wouldn't you want to be at home? Warm, safe, reachable
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Feb 1, 2024
Feb 1, 2024 at 12:00 AM UTC
Comfortable down
I'm comfortable down here, I rest easy down here, for here is the bottom. Nestled tightly against my bottom is the bottom. There is no way down so things cannot get worse. Up there is hope. Hope CAN be poison. Why would you want to taste poison? Down here is comfort. Comfort IS home. Why wouldn't you want to be at home? Warm, safe, reachable
It's the hope that kills you. I've heard
jamesdo
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Feb 1, 2024
Feb 1, 2024 at 12:00 AM UTC
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