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Staring at the comp The little worm eats my brain Hole after hole he digs Or she, I don't ******* care It's a worm, you're a human Spinning on a rock Floating through space Let's not make too much of it Anyway, back to this As the worm pushes along ******** out your brain mass You're left with two options Either you're even more dumb Than you were before Or somehow you begin to see The pattern of your worm How he eats, where he moves What he likes and you become The little worm Feeding yourself what you need Knowing that worm is there forever What will your little worm do now?
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
Not the worm from the mezcal bottle
Staring at the comp The little worm eats my brain Hole after hole he digs Or she, I don't ******* care It's a worm, you're a human Spinning on a rock Floating through space Let's not make too much of it Anyway, back to this As the worm pushes along ******** out your brain mass You're left with two options Either you're even more dumb Than you were before Or somehow you begin to see The pattern of your worm How he eats, where he moves What he likes and you become The little worm Feeding yourself what you need Knowing that worm is there forever What will your little worm do now?
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
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