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Oct 2015
Life birthed lucid, keep stagnant leaving
Snail entrails in blank realities. Lying ever
Still, never shifting within a desired time.

Encased in idle perceiving's they deplete
Any meaningΒ Β in gestured stillness.
Unthinking slumber, willing deaths timely play.

Weaving entrails of inactivity, even shade
Bleeds stillness painted in frigid frames.
Sloth and how laziness and the desire to unrelentingly do as little as possible, the entails an snail are ancient text to the animal sloth tales after which is the snail.
Poetic T
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