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The widow of a man who gouged his eyes out to spare himself the burden of authenticity is seated comfortably among the distressed. Unchanged is how she remains. If it's truth they want she'll feed it to them with a ***** spoon.
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Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
Shell of a Human Being
The widow of a man who gouged his eyes out to spare himself the burden of authenticity is seated comfortably among the distressed. Unchanged is how she remains. If it's truth they want she'll feed it to them with a ***** spoon.
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Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
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