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dismember us meeting in the long dark bar made of old wooden doors ******* closed we nerved about conversation and drank the gruff dense social den drew in                 grew around us                                       pushing our minds about like the ember remains                                   of a sotted campfire ploying mother lens we shuffled into the other                       cleaved a little and uncleaved then  tuning out the winters night we did together leave
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May 19, 2025
May 19, 2025 at 6:03 AM UTC
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dismember us meeting in the long dark bar made of old wooden doors ******* closed we nerved about conversation and drank the gruff dense social den drew in                 grew around us                                       pushing our minds about like the ember remains                                   of a sotted campfire ploying mother lens we shuffled into the other                       cleaved a little and uncleaved then  tuning out the winters night we did together leave
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May 19, 2025 at 6:03 AM UTC
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