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Sep 2015
so what, she wants to try to be objective?


hurled insults, but rooted in

knowing

your knowing is rooted in

chaos

Subjectivity? Objectivity?

Fine, just fine

sit at the table over a glass of wine

and sip, sip, know

knowledge, in little droplets

drips off the balcony

oh, I guess that was that
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
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