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Basking in a borrowed light... too short is the conjuring of joy while infinite degrees of freedom tumble tombola-like elsewhere out of sight and out of mind Can there be beauty in the rot? Is that not enough?
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Jan 23, 2024
Jan 23, 2024 at 9:15 AM UTC
Elsewhere
Basking in a borrowed light... too short is the conjuring of joy while infinite degrees of freedom tumble tombola-like elsewhere out of sight and out of mind Can there be beauty in the rot? Is that not enough?
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Jan 23, 2024
Jan 23, 2024 at 9:15 AM UTC
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