Home is where the dead live
Home is where parts of ourselves are predesposed to be robotic.
So intune as our hearts are
Finding ourselves entombed
Getting acquainted with our faults
Though no one perfect in all actuality
Maybe finding solice in our good will practices
The effect of our malpractices
Intending to patiently ration impatiently painless
Before we face the maintenance
Jun 1, 2023
Jun 1, 2023 at 10:15 PM UTC
Home is where the dead live
Home is where parts of ourselves are predesposed to be robotic.
So intune as our hearts are
Finding ourselves entombed
Getting acquainted with our faults
Though no one perfect in all actuality
Maybe finding solice in our good will practices
The effect of our malpractices
Intending to patiently ration impatiently painless
Before we face the maintenance
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