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Nov 2016
My own family mocks my creations
With my patience wearing thin
I cut the delicate fabric
And wait to sew it back up again
And I repeat these actions
It's an endless battle
Between myself and my family
*Can they see the thread?
Can they see the patterns I've created?
boop I'm tired...
zeph the deer boi
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zeph the deer boi  nyc <3
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