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I'm ******* beyond repair Birds flying in pairs Sky Blue Yellow Green This lock down making me maniacal On the edge of the night hearing satanical Crushed herbs calling out my name Fluppy clouds again over my head Burning rage beneath the rib cage. Image Engage Backstage Trapped in a loop of bootstrap paradox I never created this ,yet sill exists. Pass in on imagination wearing off. ©sarcasticbong
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
PARADOX (#celestialvibeseries8)
I'm ******* beyond repair Birds flying in pairs Sky Blue Yellow Green This lock down making me maniacal On the edge of the night hearing satanical Crushed herbs calling out my name Fluppy clouds again over my head Burning rage beneath the rib cage. Image Engage Backstage Trapped in a loop of bootstrap paradox I never created this ,yet sill exists. Pass in on imagination wearing off. ©sarcasticbong
Qurentine *****
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
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