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and the voices come at night from the sink from the half light of a half dream from the phone unanswered chapstick echoes from another space perhaps another time to show us glimpses clues visions of apocalypse do we wish to play and what are we willing to sacrifice roaches in a jar this is your wake-up call
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Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 8:12 PM UTC
rabbit hole
and the voices come at night from the sink from the half light of a half dream from the phone unanswered chapstick echoes from another space perhaps another time to show us glimpses clues visions of apocalypse do we wish to play and what are we willing to sacrifice roaches in a jar this is your wake-up call
some phrases from 'The Mothman Prophecies' and Mr. Cold
RoyDeckard
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Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 8:12 PM UTC
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