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my head aches; perhaps I should sleep or eat, beyond that of the smaller scraps which I allow myself, I contemplate- who is telling me I have to wait? apprehension, for an unknown purpose there is so much out in the big world everything I have yet to be told, still, we could do it, and are not confined by the circumstances of your upbringing life is grand, and large to looming I may be frustrated and full of hatred but avoidance is possible so maybe peace is as well
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4d ago
May 31, 2026 at 3:12 PM UTC
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my head aches; perhaps I should sleep or eat, beyond that of the smaller scraps which I allow myself, I contemplate- who is telling me I have to wait? apprehension, for an unknown purpose there is so much out in the big world everything I have yet to be told, still, we could do it, and are not confined by the circumstances of your upbringing life is grand, and large to looming I may be frustrated and full of hatred but avoidance is possible so maybe peace is as well
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