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on the first day, silence exists to none; it awaits the spark to turn its light into sound from singularity to polarity fastens and worsen its glaze turns to screams; the kaleidoscopic cacophony turns nothingness to an array of beauty god looked at the neverending pyre and said "that is all good" he rest well the next day
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Nov 15, 2023
Nov 15, 2023 at 9:09 AM UTC
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on the first day, silence exists to none; it awaits the spark to turn its light into sound from singularity to polarity fastens and worsen its glaze turns to screams; the kaleidoscopic cacophony turns nothingness to an array of beauty god looked at the neverending pyre and said "that is all good" he rest well the next day
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23/Cisgender Male/Philippines
Nov 15, 2023
Nov 15, 2023 at 9:09 AM UTC
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