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scraps and scrapes of scripts, from tears and zippered weeping of rips, lie upon my consciousness like pimpled irritants, begging for compassion wetness of completetedness, but time is a bitchye mistress, fools not with suffering, so herein dispatched one of many driftwoods dispatched and let us say who’s up next. Amen!
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Dec 6, 2024
Dec 6, 2024 at 10:29 AM UTC
scraps & scrapes of scripts
scraps and scrapes of scripts, from tears and zippered weeping of rips, lie upon my consciousness like pimpled irritants, begging for compassion wetness of completetedness, but time is a bitchye mistress, fools not with suffering, so herein dispatched one of many driftwoods dispatched and let us say who’s up next. Amen!
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Dec 6, 2024
Dec 6, 2024 at 10:29 AM UTC
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