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Prognosticating patriarchs pundits and priests pencil paladins in penthouse palaces riding what they're writing writhing while they're rising everyone's got a chance chants the gaunt equalizer its equal lie heard plunges us into the absurd assured of justice and fairness we become curt and careless saying if you work in a hairnet or get your verve from clarinet you deserve less than a baroness because she has parents best but when I ask of the parentless those talking point to the talking points so what's the point of talking when talking leads to pointing the finger in anger at strangers who they just called equal but that was merely a platitude I'm starting to hate people and their selfish myopic attitude.
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Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 2:49 PM UTC
Prognostiarchs
Prognosticating patriarchs pundits and priests pencil paladins in penthouse palaces riding what they're writing writhing while they're rising everyone's got a chance chants the gaunt equalizer its equal lie heard plunges us into the absurd assured of justice and fairness we become curt and careless saying if you work in a hairnet or get your verve from clarinet you deserve less than a baroness because she has parents best but when I ask of the parentless those talking point to the talking points so what's the point of talking when talking leads to pointing the finger in anger at strangers who they just called equal but that was merely a platitude I'm starting to hate people and their selfish myopic attitude.
andrew-rueter
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30/M/Kentucky
Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 2:49 PM UTC
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