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I talk a lot about motion, like I know a thing of progress. Drop of water in the ocean. Beautiful ripples of tragedy, of comedy. Nothing to it, that's what we know. We all know the words and we go: Tear into space, terraforming, ISO: a meaning higher than all the lies we spin, just to gravitate. I talk a lot about language, communication's importance. Did you know I only know one? So, holy **** I'm an ******* Nothing to it, that's what we know. Developed world depressives, go: Tear into space, terraforming, ISO: a meaning higher than all the lies we spin, just to gravitate. We all go to return to one place. We all shoot the farthest we've ever shot, just to realize we're separate by margins drawn by logos and emotion -- nothing to come will be made of much but those two things, because escape would be improbable. (becomeasgodsbecomeasgodsbecomeasgods)
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 7:27 PM UTC
Disappearance
I talk a lot about motion, like I know a thing of progress. Drop of water in the ocean. Beautiful ripples of tragedy, of comedy. Nothing to it, that's what we know. We all know the words and we go: Tear into space, terraforming, ISO: a meaning higher than all the lies we spin, just to gravitate. I talk a lot about language, communication's importance. Did you know I only know one? So, holy **** I'm an ******* Nothing to it, that's what we know. Developed world depressives, go: Tear into space, terraforming, ISO: a meaning higher than all the lies we spin, just to gravitate. We all go to return to one place. We all shoot the farthest we've ever shot, just to realize we're separate by margins drawn by logos and emotion -- nothing to come will be made of much but those two things, because escape would be improbable. (becomeasgodsbecomeasgodsbecomeasgods)
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 7:27 PM UTC
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