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We're all God's here Proper nouns apparently A fine line drawn between two definitions I lack the definition definitely The face of truth A plasticine thing Prodding at it makes me laugh desperately Right next to Not inside A Plasticine suicide Just a kid I've heard Some things just end Ah you'll never learn Trying to make these things bend I could be whatever I want to be The human destiny Or a fly on the wall of a brand new reality
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Oct 7, 2021
Oct 7, 2021 at 6:42 AM UTC
Plasticine Suicide
We're all God's here Proper nouns apparently A fine line drawn between two definitions I lack the definition definitely The face of truth A plasticine thing Prodding at it makes me laugh desperately Right next to Not inside A Plasticine suicide Just a kid I've heard Some things just end Ah you'll never learn Trying to make these things bend I could be whatever I want to be The human destiny Or a fly on the wall of a brand new reality
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Oct 7, 2021
Oct 7, 2021 at 6:42 AM UTC
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