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the stars don’t take up space sonically they don’t take up space for their ego to lounge about with a complex they don’t prance about with a sense of owed entitlement, spewing rhetorics of contemptuous right nonsense conniving, cruel, trecherous, wicked; all traits stars do not possess but a familiarity walks with them like an honourary badge i wish for once they would speak the language of the stars; silence seldom are they well-meaning, acting without consequence handpicked does that same glow exist in the nature of man, yet the stars never have to question whether it has met them restless, relentless i grow in the face of them for why is he called a gentleman if he is not gentle at all?
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 1:42 PM UTC
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the stars don’t take up space sonically they don’t take up space for their ego to lounge about with a complex they don’t prance about with a sense of owed entitlement, spewing rhetorics of contemptuous right nonsense conniving, cruel, trecherous, wicked; all traits stars do not possess but a familiarity walks with them like an honourary badge i wish for once they would speak the language of the stars; silence seldom are they well-meaning, acting without consequence handpicked does that same glow exist in the nature of man, yet the stars never have to question whether it has met them restless, relentless i grow in the face of them for why is he called a gentleman if he is not gentle at all?
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