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Ah the stillness. I start to feel it. The strain it causes my joints hurts the same with the friction of motion. Ah the strings. They start to feel it. The tension from the stillness will force them to break like when it controls my limbs. The strings eventually snap. My arms turn limp. My legs turn limp. My neck turns limp. The joints then soon cracked. My arms fall off. My legs fall off. My head falls off.
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Jan 7, 2023
Jan 7, 2023 at 1:11 AM UTC
Marionette
Ah the stillness. I start to feel it. The strain it causes my joints hurts the same with the friction of motion. Ah the strings. They start to feel it. The tension from the stillness will force them to break like when it controls my limbs. The strings eventually snap. My arms turn limp. My legs turn limp. My neck turns limp. The joints then soon cracked. My arms fall off. My legs fall off. My head falls off.
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Jan 7, 2023
Jan 7, 2023 at 1:11 AM UTC
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