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Sep 3
I killed a spider just today.
He was walking by, as if to say
Here I am, I’m big and free.
The freedom’s gone.
What about me?
I left him there.
So he can see.
Me on the throne.
Of infinity.
09/03/24 - Just another day in the neighborhood I think I hit the head on a Morrisssssettism. You know, the spider died from insecticide? IRONIC -see Freudian Slip
Drab
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Drab  Agender/The final frontier
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