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A finger in a jar, Spooning out peanut butter, In a cold empty house. A pack of crisps. A crunchy bar. A sandwich. Some fizzy. Slowly, Pushing the handle, Tap, Tap, Tapping, Gush. I push it all back out.
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
Tap Tap Tapping
A finger in a jar, Spooning out peanut butter, In a cold empty house. A pack of crisps. A crunchy bar. A sandwich. Some fizzy. Slowly, Pushing the handle, Tap, Tap, Tapping, Gush. I push it all back out.
Sentient_Tacos
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17/Cis/left behind
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
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