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My teeth sink to the bottom of my tongue I bite my words cutting them into halves then quarters then numerous flecks of unintelligible nothings until I finally learn to dissolve my anger like a pill fizzing into water I diffuse, I remain calm, unchanged by any Outside interference. In this subtle way of no swords drawn I conquer my enemies depriving them of reaction. -t.o.
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC
Art of war.
My teeth sink to the bottom of my tongue I bite my words cutting them into halves then quarters then numerous flecks of unintelligible nothings until I finally learn to dissolve my anger like a pill fizzing into water I diffuse, I remain calm, unchanged by any Outside interference. In this subtle way of no swords drawn I conquer my enemies depriving them of reaction. -t.o.
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC
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