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coming fast and about to hit speed of light but even quicker dissociated limbs that quit a losing battle a quiet whimper iced up feet in sheets of liquor falling heads with IV drippers crippled bones and blood made thicker atrocious ripper zipped but flickered wicker tricks grip wits of fleeting trips grow weaker writhing trickled sick
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Nov 11, 2021
Nov 11, 2021 at 12:49 AM UTC
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coming fast and about to hit speed of light but even quicker dissociated limbs that quit a losing battle a quiet whimper iced up feet in sheets of liquor falling heads with IV drippers crippled bones and blood made thicker atrocious ripper zipped but flickered wicker tricks grip wits of fleeting trips grow weaker writhing trickled sick
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Nov 11, 2021
Nov 11, 2021 at 12:49 AM UTC
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