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1/28/26 Being poked with needles isn’t acupuncture. It’s all just pain in your pincushion brain. To stop the hurt I arrive at a juncture. Death or ice pick swirled in my membrane?
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Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 6:38 PM UTC
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1/28/26 Being poked with needles isn’t acupuncture. It’s all just pain in your pincushion brain. To stop the hurt I arrive at a juncture. Death or ice pick swirled in my membrane?
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Apr 17, 2026 at 6:38 PM UTC
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