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there exist far too many systems of which I do not wish to be a part systems inextricably entangled with every aspect of Being they are unavoidable, no matter how far I step back they lurk behind me, around me, in every direction slowly reaching towards me, with spidery fingers they circumvent my attempts at stasis, my seeking of peace glancing against them reveals their depth and putrescence their touches spark blinding, scalding light light flaring in the minds eye, which cannot be shut by any means well... except for one.
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Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 11:32 AM UTC
denoument
there exist far too many systems of which I do not wish to be a part systems inextricably entangled with every aspect of Being they are unavoidable, no matter how far I step back they lurk behind me, around me, in every direction slowly reaching towards me, with spidery fingers they circumvent my attempts at stasis, my seeking of peace glancing against them reveals their depth and putrescence their touches spark blinding, scalding light light flaring in the minds eye, which cannot be shut by any means well... except for one.
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Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 11:32 AM UTC
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